When you come, what should I do
Run in your arms and kiss you so?
I wouldn't know, never had to think about
Didn't seem like a reality that you might come
I had dreamed and hoped for so long
I'd say no to other ones because of us
But little did I know there was no us
There was just you and me separately
YOU ARE READING
The Mind Of A Writer - Poetry Collection
PoetryI was bare-skinned, and so was he - hidden behind the lines of poetry ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... My second poetry book. Deeply personal yet I hope some of you might be able to relate.
