Well who could blame me?
Well who could blame me?
His lips looked so perfect
His heart so pure
His voice so deep
And yet his touch so tender
The moment so right
Love in the air
We were alone
Pressed against his chest
He was mine
And my only thought was
Who could blame me?
[A/N - my poem can be read from the top to the bottom or vice versa!]
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3rd Annual Biggest Competition Ever - 2018
PoetryWelcome to the Poets Pub 3rd Annual Biggest Competition Ever. This year it will be an eight (8) week gauntlet style poetry competition, with a new poetry prompt every week and a winner announced each week. All winners will be eligible for our Poet...
