Why am I so....me?
I dont know how to explain this-
In words my mouth could combine,
To make the proper sentence
You need to hear....
I sit and listen to you for hours,
The smile hiding in the corners of my
Lips as my eyes drop to yours.
Could I steal one? Just one?
A kiss for myself, to only return one?
Even for the moment,
Your eyes...
Were glossy and looking into mine.
My mind wandered dangerously
Close to your face, my legs
Tucked closely by your waist.
Letting the brave man inside
Take hold of what I'd like to call
Mine?
But my imagination was unfazed,
As I just sat there and looked back
Unaware of the space.
Was growing shorter.
When your lips pressed against my neck,
My cheeks were painted red.
And my brain wanted to wrap itself
Around your wrists and pin you down
To the conclusion that we both want
To steal just one kiss.
Is it really just a kiss...?
If only it was just a kiss to me...
YOU ARE READING
Poems: Gade 12- Present Day
PoetryFrom another guy in the world, to you. Words that aren't spoken, but remain true. I hope you find comfort in my poetry too. A rusted connection to my reality, because honestly. I've lost it.
