A bonfire of pain builds inside my heart.

A broken record gradually plays my picturesque film inside my brain.

My body trembles, forcing down a hurricane.

While I search the metaphorical cafe,
My pleading eyes,
Drink up your macchiato skin,
Sending bursts of explosions within!

A tingle dances upon my lips,
Causing a electrifying bolt to my fingertips

I crave for your warmth,
Like a tiny muffin in a toasty oven.

I long for your harmonious chuckle,
Like a customer waiting for a frappuccino.

I ache for your dark chocolate sensational kiss,
Like a child and their early morning birthday wish.

I don't want the pain you brought me.

I want the delicate ice-cream memories,
And the sweet midnight cravings.

I don't want the tears that consumed me.

I want the pancake makings,
And the frosting tastings.

But I didn't get any of that.
I got desserts that pronounced me fat,
And a furry mean cat!
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This poem is dedicated to my amazing friend Myli_Myway
She has supported me on every poem and she's my evil twin  (that I wished lived in England! Hahahah) but anyways, if you follow her... and read her stuff then I own you. I will vote for your stuff or you can have me read one of your books.
Thx for you support Mylie!! ❤❤
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