II Senses I: Landmark


You are
the city I want to
build my empire in,
I want to own you;
to possess you;
to dig my nails in you,
I want to learn
every bits and pieces
that make up
your entire existence,
I want to plant
my future in you
In your soiled body
In your concrete heart
I would lay my hands
in every part of you
You who make my soul rejoice
You who make my body convulse
with the fact that you —
You are my favorite landmark —
a landmark I yearn for
every single split second;
A place I will always
go back to.

Note: This is Chapter II of my Senses poetry series. I hope you enjoyed it! ❤🌻

  • I loved this, especially the line “you are my favorite landmark.” Love it!

  • Beautiful 🙂

  • The yearning is strong, may it be steadfast and find its mark. Beautiful poem to express this desire! 🙂

    • Thank you so much! ❤️

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