Caught up in my thoughts
Imagining a montage of our lips meeting
I made you mine the first time I saw you
You're not my type
But you're the type to make me forget I ever had a type
My love would drive you crazy
Just as long as you call me baby
Why are we playing games?
You're mine for real
My heart is here to steal.
Sorry I'm just caught up in my thoughts
Imagining a montage of our lips meeting
I made you mine
And you don't even know it.
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A Recollection Of The Heart
PoesíaThis is a collection of my poems about my journey in love, self-love and everything in between. This is my art and I'm sensitive about it so please be honest but kind. Copyright © Jasmine Colter 2017 All Rights Reserved. No part of this manuscri...
