Boiling blood

Boiling blood in my veins

it runs, it burns, it itch

Like a bee sting on the top of the tongue.

Every time your name glows

all the blood in my system burns.

Its like my body tries to reject

what my heart tries to say.

My mind says no,

but my heart is the boss in here.

If you hold me, I shiver,

when you touch my neck, my hair my face

is like, getting dizzy,

feeling loved,

feeling cared,

just feeling something more.

The blood in my veins boils

just with having you around,

it runs, it burns, it itch.

When you look at me

and smile,

I know it, you know it

we both feel the blood

boiling inside our veins.

R.

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About RissethY

Twenty something female from the tiny but mighty Panama. Wallflowering from the back of any room with my camera, eating corn, chicken, mushrooms or olives. Sweet & sour personality depending on the day or my period. Wanderlusting my way through life. Travel is mesmerizing and fulfilling and my fuel, and so is art ~ I make up words. I believe in the power of the senses, the body and the soul and bullshit ~ Enjoy or hate!

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