Her tongue is dipped in gold.
It's the words and something
About the tone of her voice.
She's mesmerizing,
Even when she's lying.
It sounds good.
No it sounds like a dream
Laced with honey and sweet
Nothing's whispered when
Your mind is all fuzzy.
If only she could be
All of the things that she says.
She's got lips of silver lining,
But she doesn't mean
A single word she says.
YOU ARE READING
Heavy and Weightless
Poetrya poem collection bearing the love and the hate. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
