Sweet Hermione




@ Genner: Which errors? I'd like to hear them, so I can correct them. (:

Today, I made a new poem about my crush, the same guy from ''Seven''. He's a hopeless crush because we can never be together. No, it's really true and I do know it and he knows it too. 
He is misleading and I find him extremely attractive. And we cuddle and touch eachother at lot, which is hard. 
The title is just a brief description of how I felt Fridaynight, when we were going out in a group in Utrecht and we were together.

It's all very honest.


Damned fabric

In the misery of the night
The brides wake up to flee
the danger of the skirts in soken glee
oh yes, I’ve tried
naievity to crash and fright
but your lap seems to taste me

How can you leave and hide your
face and gestures from cruelty?
Your suit seems spotted in hidious
words, but most unnecessary
worn. In my sight, your side
melts down my fingertips with scorn

You speak to save the virginity
that’s craving up my legs and
cannot accept we won’t explode
The begs we don’t whisper as you
tell me of addicts on your chest
laying down to tightened ropes and guessed

That I’m clinged on an edge
what’s painted in morality fuc.ked
reality of the mind. Oh, the hate
I’m neglecting when you won’t be mine
The crime fed by the faith
and the fire and the thud

The knot won’t release if desire
waits to stop and please
Stop the days and burn the nights
the brides of misery are hiding in glee
fulfilling the skirts as they will silent speech
you are not left for me


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