There she stands,
Hands on my cheeks,
We lock eyes,
Our souls meet.Her thumb brushes along my lips,
I move my arms around her hips.
I hold her tight, she moves in closer
And when our faces melt into one,
The light in my eyes is gone.
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PoetryA collection of poems written by me and inspired by my life events.
A Siren's Kiss
There she stands,
Hands on my cheeks,
We lock eyes,
Our souls meet.Her thumb brushes along my lips,
I move my arms around her hips.
I hold her tight, she moves in closer
And when our faces melt into one,
The light in my eyes is gone.