can't
see you.
make me believe
reach out to me
i need a
break
from reality.
so make up for
me a
dream,
i dont want to
stay awake if
it mean i cannot
eat such sweet
delicacies
as your lips and
fingers.
you've made a
believer out
of me.
i think i
know you
but
sometimes we're
a jumbled mess.
and i never want
to pick up the
pieces
let's just begin
where we lleft
off.
________
1 comment:
I like your style of writing; as it happens, it was your unconventional style of writing that drew me to keep up with your blog in the first place. I wish, sometimes, that you used the Enter key more sparingly, lengthening your lines some... but that's just personal preference. I appreciate what you do.
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