chapped
lips
touched
mine
the wind chapped
my skin
as I lapped
around the field
I would clasp
my hand around
yours
as if
you were the
galaxy
and
I was the stars
you'd hold
me tightly
in your
slightly chapped
hands
the cold weather
And your chapped lip
with a sweater
over my body
it's the weather
we face.
YOU ARE READING
clasping roses {√}
Poetry❛❛no one was searching for what she was searching for..❜❜ From when I'm missing you. Dark thoughts take over. But when you leave. I have someone new. May 14 2017: Ranked 853 in poetry
