Your lips prest against mine
I haven't felt so good in a while
Kissing you the first time was a joke
My mind started to fill with white smoke
Kissing you the second time was a decision
I was watching with a blured vision
Kissing you the third time was without thinking
I had been drinking
-Ina
YOU ARE READING
You're in my veins
Poetrythese are all poems I am not realy sure about there won't be a lot to read but let me know what you think of it. -Ina
