Your fingers brushing against my skin is as soft as cotton
The kisses you give me
It's intoxicating
Touch me more
It doesn't always need to be intimate
Just the feeling of havibg someone by my side when I cry, hug and kiss to is reassuring
Wrap your arms around me when you have the chance
It will help me to get through the day with the happy thoughts of you
I will wait anytime to have your hands around my waist again
I will be patient
For you
YOU ARE READING
the feelings are fatal
Şiirpoetry a non existent love story the thoughts of the many scenarios revolving around love gallop through my mind when it's blank a blank canvas painting itself with invisible paint
