When I kiss him
I don't feel time
I forget where my hands are
I'm just lost
Lost in the feelings and his lips
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Gentle Readiness // Original Poetry by fmlency
PoésieThe human soul is fragile. Although, being fragile is what makes us human. These are thoughts. Some are poems. Some are personal, some are random- Just enjoy.
firm love
When I kiss him
I don't feel time
I forget where my hands are
I'm just lost
Lost in the feelings and his lips
