You stare at my
Plump
Moist
Lips
And you go in for a kiss
But not before
Your eyes go closed.
Covering my face
With a Canvas
And paint the portrait
Of the one you lust for
So you're kissing her
And not me.
D
O
W
N
you go
And the eyelids do too.
Blind probing and feeling
Met with disappointment
It seems to me
You
Do not like the view.
That's why you close your eyes.
Reason for writing:
Sort of a cynical look as to why people close their eyes when they are intimate.
Birth sign: Gemini
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