The desire to smile at you,
In front of everybody.
The desire to compliment you,
In front of your face.
The desire to whisper in your ear,
"You are so beautiful my noir."
The desire to tell everyone,
You smile like the beauty of daylight.
The desire to be the only one,
That deserve to listen to your sweet deep voice.
Mr Noir,
Can't you see that I want you?
Or do you just pretend not to see?
-R.X-
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A Piece of Heart in Question
PoetryThis is where I pour my untold feelings in the form of poems. I'm sure a lot of people will relate to this.
