sweet tears like bourbon
running down my face
lick one lick two
get drunk and forget
her scent
her smile
the warmth of her touch
and how her eye colour changes...
the way she laughs
the way she moves
she is not yours
close your eyes
erase her from your mind
forget the way she makes you feel
your knees still get weak
but you must be stronger
the lust might not be gone
be sure not to give unrequited love
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryI am a girl who just likes to write poems :) hope you like them :) can't wait to read your opinions :)
