Step by step...
Slowly and surely...
I kissed the nape of your neck,
while my eyes
are roaming around your body.
Beautiful-
Your hands
are colder than a morning mist
and your floral-scented smell
I can barely resist.
Heaven-
The soft strands of your hair,
slips away in my shaking hand
I want to stroke it upside down
but I can no longer stand.
Magical-
Your soft-marshmallow-kind-of-lips
I've always wanted to bite,
I want to taste it and be mine
but we're just strangers in the night.
Bittersweet-
A/N: Requested by Lea Bautista
BINABASA MO ANG
LovePoems Collection
Poetry"The worst feeling of being in love is to realize that you love that person when he is already gone and all you can do is to cry in silence because there is no guarantee that he will also love you back." Feel free to read my collections of poems I p...
