I want someone to rub their face into my skin
I want to feel their fingers run over it
how my skin begins to shake
and their breath starts to take
mine away
I want to hold hands with someone
after dinner with friends
who won't be gone
after two weeks
while we walk by the side
where the river ends
And I want to feel the heat
of somebody and the kiss
hours at work
whom I am going to miss
with the sound of sweet forever
when I wake up next to messy hair
and a body that is filled with blood
and whenever I am afraid
it's hand reaches out to hold mine
to squeeze it until it hurts
so I won't feel the pain in my heart
and I will be in love
DU LIEST GERADE
Das Gedichtbuch
PoetryEine Sammlung der Gedichte, die ich schreibe und geschrieben habe. Es werden immer wieder welche dazu kommen.