Wishful Lips

by FireFly - Libra

You know the song-
You sung on the holiday-
Shook me inside-
Somewhere I crawled to the outside-

I know her from the inside-
The tear drops on each minute-
If she feels in the rut-
Emotions overflows-
Her sensibilities-

I'm not the one-
At least the only one-
But I'm seeing-
As the man-
Who sees-
Her shadows-
As she smiles-

I know, I got those eyes-
That sees her flush asthetics-
Even if she is plain-
I wanna taste her-
With out feeling-
So much of her pain-
On each finger tip-
On each of her-
Kissing wishful lips-

Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2000-12-23 19:16:09
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:43:14
Poem ID: 59169

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