kissing you
is like having a taste
of the night skies
-g.b.
YOU ARE READING
Poems at Midnight
PoetryMy moods and thoughts take the shape of poems. Whenever I have coffee, walk down the street, listen to the rain or my favorite song , there is this undeniable voice in my head. It aches, it laughs, it cries and it told me to create. This is for the...
your lips
kissing you
is like having a taste
of the night skies
-g.b.
