Once a week I see you
Once a week we speak
My heart trembled
My thoughts twist in knots
Your face is so smooth
Yet stubbled
So clean
So manly
My lips glide between my teeth
You make me laugh
You make me think
If only I could tell you
If only I could kiss you
If only there wasn't someone else
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PuisiMy mind is like a poisoned apple. From a simple glance, everything seems fine. But once you taste it, it becomes a whole different story. . . . Highest Ranking: [#66 in Poetry]
