dreaming about a love I've never had
sitting there together hand in hand
love that's not so anxious and bad
in those words sang by my fav band
letting this moment sink in our skin
burning all those old known pages
trying to hide our deadly sin
running faster through three stages
the first one full of unknown moves
getting hungry for your tasty lips
in the second waiting for proofs
that I'm not obsessed with your hips
the last stage is like an addiction
shivering under your bed sheets
should I tell another prediction
breaths begin to be louder than beats
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PoetryOnce your champagne eyes turn wine-red, you feel the knife twisting in your chest. -When you hear people mocking you behind your back when you are sick at heart - it is when you know you have entered the ill-conceived adulthood, the sincere womanhoo...
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