This wasn't planned
Us, anyhow,
Wasn't planned
But to sit here and deny it
Would be a crime
Your eyes flicker in impatience
As you glance down at my lips
Your eyes roam my face
My eyes respond early as I
Glance down at your lips
5 seconds
Hands tangled in my hair
4 seconds
Ragged breaths
3 seconds
Quiet whimpers
2 seconds
Swollen lips
1 second
I am a goner
You pulled the rug out from under me
YOU ARE READING
Out From Under
PoetryThis is a compilation of poems from the heart. About being in love. About falling in love. The pain that comes with being in love, but also the warmth that tags along with it. This is my first published work. I am open to critiques but please be ki...
