You're not a movie
Or a song
Or even a script.
The camera doesn't roll for you.
You're not made up of rhymes
Or metaphors
Or even words
Books aren't written for few.
YOU ARE READING
Ruined By Emotions
PoetryMesmerizing your words were, Sir, your alluring face, I remember your black jacket, red rose and that slow pace.
You're not a movie
You're not a movie
Or a song
Or even a script.
The camera doesn't roll for you.
You're not made up of rhymes
Or metaphors
Or even words
Books aren't written for few.
