I'm alone
Not lonely
But I see those lips of yours
and my body reacts some kind of way
I've never kissed before
And the way your perfect lips move towards me
makes my mind think
It daydreams about your lips and not about you
I can understand why
Maybe is just curiosity
Or maybe something else.
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PoetryMy 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]
