Prisoner Of Love Poem by Justin Uwihanganye

Prisoner Of Love

She kissed my cigarettes
With her cherry lipstick
Now my lungs have grown roses
Every inhale is a bloom
Every exhale is a dying petal
I can't breath without tasting her
And i even don't want too.

I am a prisoner of her love,
I do not seek freedom.
If the night was long as my love
To her-it will never end.

by justininkubito

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