Looked me in the eye
with that candy sweet smile
Dancing on his lips
my eyes,
The urge to swallow up
his flame
and taste what passion feels like
-(it feels like him)
YOU ARE READING
He Called Me His Beloved
Poetry"Cause the world moves fast love and the thoughts run wild and I'm running out of time let me hold you a bit longer let me kiss you a bit hard today and for the tomorrow that's near let my words sing the melody of you and me." HE CALLED...