cauterize

It was remiss, how the taste
Of you on my lips, drew me in,
Drowned me in unending bliss.
It should be unfair, how sweet
You came to me; soft kisses
That disappeared on my skin like mist,
You licked my wounds like tears,
Flowers petals appeared, where
Pain whet like stabbing fears. you pushed,
I trembled, you got me hooked;
Roll up and light up the kush,
Heal me, stay away from the unending fight.
Overlook me as I cauterize my wounds
With fire and ice, Overlook me as your eyes
Miss where wounds dried, hardened
Before they scabbed, fell, and repented.
Shame on you; crush me like snow,
For me, you flew, for me, you drowned
In a garden, where weeds no longer grow.

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