Poetry.
Staring into one anothers eyes
Mouths shut
But our conversation continues
Tingles from your touch
Play your card or I'll play your bluff
Im not scared
Well, I won't allow it to be revealed
Damn did I just squeal?
My inner thoughts he stole
Explaining our future actions in my ear
Soft whispers is the only thing I hear
In another world
All I hear are ocean streams
Trying to control myself, this feels like a dream
With these little things racing down my spine
All my words won't comeout in lines
A
E
O
& I's
We have plenty of time
For us to our take time
Explore each curve
We have the nerve
To push the button that leads to
Bliss
Seal it with a kiss
Grips
Tips
Sign language performed on your vessel
Perpetual body movement and different angles
Hitting the red dot in the middle I see you got aim
We're both lost in the flames
This can't and will never be tamed
Not for some hours until we're both tired from this game
How can this be a shame
When it feels like fame
The way the crowd yells out our names
Got everyone around us knowing we are
Taking turns to drive
We only put it on neutral to catch a breath
Then back to hitting the high score
That old cat never did this before
I know what you want and need
You don't need sex baby you need naked poetry.
YOU ARE READING
La Vie...
PoetryLiteracy is known as a source of expression. Transforming our inner thoughts using terms and creative forms of expressions putting into a short or long story. This is my form expression, welcome to my life.
