Gentle words roll off her lips,
My soft arms wrapped around her hips.
The world is blank, its just us,
For you I'll try not to cuss.
Late night talks of nothing new,
The sky of our meadow, nice and blue.
The taste of your lips, so soft and sweet.
The time we spend together is always neat.
Back and forth, we take turns,
Each time waiting for the others returns.
I love you, i let you know,
This for once, is not for show.
YOU ARE READING
Poems I won't look back on.
PoetryPoems of both happy, sad, and random moments that inspired me to write.
