Addicted to these norms
I struggle to comprehend what’s happening in my brain
Roaming the nights
It bit me and by morning I had fangs
I was thirsty and my eyes had felt the rain
It tells me so
This thing had stolen the best parts of me
And turned me
I just love this poem, thanks for sharing!
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Ooh, hunger can sometimes be ruthless. I love the personification, rather the “objectization”, of the subject and the good use of appropriate imagery and diction. ❤
Omg thank you Lamittan! Life, people and circumstances can make us very thirsty/ hungry for certain things and people can turn us ugly if we aren’t careful. Thus birthed this poem and I often use vampires as a metaphor because a vampires lust is so unquenchable. What better way to describe something we try hard to control but can’t. Hunger!!!
Oh wow, the explanation here is even more amazing! You’re right about these, dear. Couldn’t agree more.
I like ur erotica 🤦🌽🤔🌽
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