You set me on fire
With your hands
And with your eyes
The way they roam over my body
Yet never move to another girl
My flame for you is growing
And your touch is like lighter fluid
My words are like smoke
But I hold them in
Because I'm afraid of hurting you
Or scaring you away
That my words will fill this room
Make you feel suffocated
Make your touch change
From lighter fluid to water
As you realise
Your eyes have never touched my soul
Only my body
And mine have roamed your heart
And want what's inside it
And want you to have mine
But your eyes never strayed from my body
Not even to my eyes
YOU ARE READING
Severed Silence
PoetryPoetry~ the art of rhythmical composition, written or spoken, for exciting pleasure by beautiful, imaginative, or elevated thoughts. ie. Talking about a special thing in a special way And these things are special My goal is to write at least one poe...
