...and
sometimes
all I want
is for you to
pull me in closer,
wind your strong arms
around me
and say,
"you're mine."
YOU ARE READING
wilting
Poetryjust a couple poems I started working on, figured I might as well let you know I'm not dead and I do still exist
sometimes
...and
sometimes
all I want
is for you to
pull me in closer,
wind your strong arms
around me
and say,
"you're mine."
