If could
I'd bottle up the way
You look at me
And I would open it
Whenever I feel I need
A kiss
Or maybe a little
Boost of confidence
If I could
I'd take that look
And wear it like
A sweater
And although
Feeling this way
All of the time
Would be nice
Having you hear
Would be better
YOU ARE READING
The Fear of Drowning Deep
PoetryShe was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful something to be admired from a distance not up close. - A little talent is a good thing to have if you ever want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every...
