I still remember her quirky smiles,
Ocean blue eyes,
The way her lips tasted when she kissed me softly
And even after a bottle of vodka and 20 shots
No man or no women can ever kiss me quite like that
Because she was special in her own way.
No human being can ever make me feel as wanted
As the way her hand in mine made me feel
And that makes me sad
And uncomfortable
So here I am again with a bottle of vodka
And 20 shots
z.v.w
YOU ARE READING
I remember the look in your eyes........
Poetry"I still remember her quirky smiles, ocean blue eyes, the way her lips tasted when she kissed me softly..........." ~All poetry is by Zenia~