The Art inMe

if you could just dare

to fuck the art in me

the kind of sex

that would put

us both on fire.

the part where you

never leave in

the morning. i

disappoint you

all the time,

with my past,

my present,

my unstable future.

if you could just dare

to love me,

none of it would even matter.

 

 

From my poetry book, see link below.

https://www.amazon.com/Love-Vodka-Poetry-Glass-Hearts/dp/0995186537/ref=redir_mobile_desktop?_encoding=UTF8&keywords=Christina%20Strigas&qid=1481571574&ref_=mp_s_a_1_1&sr=1-1

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