We were in a park,
at the back of the academy,
Sharing thoughts and delicious foods,
I asked you your favorite song,
And you said "Kiss Me"
I would totally be astonished if you said sixpence non the richer
And there you go,
you got me mesmerize again completely,
You began to sing it,
Incredibly,
As long as I watch,
I notice those small flaws,
that can improve much longer,
But because of those fluttering sound,
that I call as Sweet Melody.
You asked me if I was alright,
but then, I nodded.
It was getting dark but not that dark,
So much for the friendship I guess,
I didn't expect nor had thought that you have one,
Prettier, taller and...blonde
YOU ARE READING
Kiss Me
PoetryA romantic poem- novel between a deaf writer and a handsome singer. Will love grow on them? and can they face obstacles together? or apart?
