When your eyes bore into mine;
I wish you get a glimpse of my soul,
but sometimes I wish you'd see nothing at all.
I wish you'd understand and believe me, my love;
As there are times when I want to bare,
But oftentimes, I'm cold.
YOU ARE READING
Let the words flow
General FictionYour words. My words. Together let's, Let them flow. ---- A succession of poems, one liners, letters, blurbs, articles and what not. ---- #LetTheWordsFlow #176 in General Fiction! (As of 5th May 2016)
