A hand in mine
Fingers intwined.
The movie is
Background noise,
Something to play
In our minds
As we kiss and
Gasp for breaths.
My bottom lip
Between your teeth,
My love for you
Filling us both
And flooding the room.
YOU ARE READING
A Whole Melancholy of Lovers
Poetrya book of poetry written for the boy i love the most, and maybe a few others
clearly dearly
A hand in mine
Fingers intwined.
The movie is
Background noise,
Something to play
In our minds
As we kiss and
Gasp for breaths.
My bottom lip
Between your teeth,
My love for you
Filling us both
And flooding the room.