Poetry By Porcelain Prince

Blue Eyed Girl

Blue eyes
Enticing hips.
Lie to me like this.
Just lie to me like this.

Tell me there's a future.
Say there's a future.

Lovely lips
The shade of red.
Why are you the only though in my head?

Your hand on my neck,
Drawing me in.
Feeling intoxicated,
Feeling the sin.