Love sick

[Misslolo]

You dance in my head like a migraine
you run through me like gangrene
i lose my arms around you
sweet embraceable ............you

would you cut me now
and bleed out of me
because i will never infect your heart
and this illness
will be the death of me
and i want to die in your arms
sweet embraceable ........you

love is criminal
kill me now

 

[WickedEve]

"Dance" seems too lighthearted for migraine. Perhaps, stomp?
Or:
You lie heavy in my head like a migraine
you spread through me like gangrene

 

[echoes_s]

Swell? (you know how migraines swell to unimaginable pain sometimes, like a surging tempo)
chew or gnaw through me like gangrene?
just small suggestions

 

[queensrook2]

My first and last poem. I will miss but never forget her.

You are my butterfly
Beautiful to behold
Never to be held
Free only in flight

And for a time

you rested

by me


and made me happy