The Blonde Quill

I want a love

Where we slice open

Our deepest wounds together

And let the blood drip

Onto the floor.

I want a love

Where the man who

Holds my heart

Can feel all of my scars

So he knows

My innermost being.

I want a love that is so raw it hurts,

But also heals

So we can sew one another

Back together again.

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From my book “Sweet Nothings”, available on Amazon.