
Will you plant me in your garden?
Or do I die?
Because I’m just a lonely girl who has made you my whole world
These tears fall like pedals in honey
Command your ocean of stars, and I shine the least
I burn yellow.
They burn blue.
Why not me?
She is really quite the sight
Her rosy cheeks. Soft enough to make someone like me weak
I know that you’re weak.
Strawberries for hair and lavender that graces the air
As she dances into the night, her skin, embellished with moonlight
Warm like milk, sweet and ready to eat
A perfect parhelion
She steals you away from me again
Drop a dagger into my garnet heart
I’ll color it teal if it means I’ll get to steal you back to me
I can't win, but for you
I’ll run any race.
Drape me in the finest lace.
Change my visage.
Imagine me in your vision of her.
He doesn't remember what we did last night.
He has you on his mind
Black mane and emerald eyes
I can smell her scent and lies
Icy corneas filled with her cries
And you are lost inside her thighs.
Brittle bones that crumble into a cave
And roll back to you like a wave
What caused you to drift so far from home?
To make me sleep in our sheets in solus?
While you nurture her garden.
My vine dies.
Sugar never spoils
But flowers do.
Put yellow hyacinths on my grave.
I know you don't know me
But you know who I am
You taste like gold
And I taste like silver
Both are equally pretty, but I’m more bitter
You got the power of a goddess in the palm of your hand
You won't leave me alone, what’s done has already been sewn into silk
She sings to me in her final tune
Forever stuck under my labyrinthine
Minthe
And as she slowly becomes a memory as a heart-shaped knife in your mind
Really it’s me who died
No longer under your spell as your slave
I’ll put yellow hyacinths on your grave
About the Creator
Valentine Vampire
A collection of poetry and short stories :3




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