Love Bites Poem by Heather Schroer

Love Bites



Love bites.
With fearsome teeth
and 400 pounds of pressure.
Love bites.

Love bites.
With white, sharp jaws
digging into your skin.
Love bites.

Love bites.
Ripping you into shreads,
tearing into the pits of your soul.
Love bites.

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Heather Schroer

Heather Schroer

Fort Leonard Wood, MO
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