i need you.
i need to feel your lips on mine
to know just how good they taste.
i need to be held close to you
so i can breathe in the scent of your
cologne that i know is mixed with a
hint of cigarette smoke.
i need to get close enough to you to count the different colors in your eyes.
i need to hold your hand to see if it fits ever so perfectly in mine.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl Who Weeped Like A Willow
Poesíathis is a book of poetry that will be updated regularly. it holds my deepest thoughts and feelings. some poems will have trigger warnings. this collection of poems is based off of heartbreak and losing someone who means the world to you but also los...
