Your Smile
How it makes me also smile.
Your Face
How that cheeky face would tease me.
Your Eyes
How it would stare into my
soul.
Your Hands
How they were soft and once
helped me up.
Your Voice
How it sends shivers down
my spine.
Your Lips
Nothing less, but they silenced
me.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts That Were Kept
PoetryThoughts that you thought you could keep all to yourself.
