Maybe its the colour of your eyes
That has me mesmerized
Maybe this dance we are dancing to
Tunes your heart to my bruised and opened mind.
Oh, baby if this was another day, with that bright and open horizon
I would pray to hold you close and never let you waver for you
Are seduction in a number
You are sweet in November
and chocolate in my favourite number
You are my Jack and I am your queen
YOU ARE READING
Oh, How Cold And Treacherous
PoetryA short poems that I hope you all like or relate to This is a picture from google.
