His eyes kissed mine in forbidden ways,
His eyes spoke what his lips had never dared to say,
Then he looked at me so innocently and smiled,
As if he hadn't meant to make me fall for his eyes.
-When your eyes met mine.
YOU ARE READING
A Hundred Roses
PoetryAnd suddenly, I couldn't tell anymore if it was me the one reading her words or her words were the ones that kept reading my soul
