someone else’s streets

you seek gold, but i’d be lucky
if you noticed how much i
treasure you, thinking that you
walk the same clouds of silver lining
that the divine rest their arms around
i’d hope in time, you’d realize
and come around – give me just a little
touch, making my blood
burn dizzily, bleeding a deep soft wine
heating my cheeks, leaving me weak
in the joints and bones
quit roaming around in someone else’s streets
and make my heart your home

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: luck

Respond to someone else’s streets

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