there was fire
in her veins;
a burning desire
to do more and
be more.
-Jas©
there was fire
in her veins;
a burning desire
to do more and
be more.
-Jas©
you were the
liquor in my veins and
the smoke in my lungs;
the thing I thought
I needed to be myself.
-Jas©
you’re coursing
through my veins;
overheating my body.
-Jas©
Hate
Fills my lungs.
Rushes through my veins,
Burrows in my mind;
Permeating.
                       Obscuring.
Violating,
My thoughts.
-J.Rose©