electric even if we only look
feel so touched even if it's not physical
yet, i think
damn my reddened cheeks
over the dim shine of brunet, hands
think i might fall over
soft music in the half dark
laughing, how friendly we already are
i see so many details
already shared my history with you
already know the depth of those eyes
think i might leave my heart here
YOU ARE READING
paper poetry II
PoetryCalliope, Erato, Euterpe A little collection of rhymes and poems for you to read if you like. The collection is always growing. The refrenced books, music or films aren't mine, but inspirational. Second poetry book of my paper poetry.
