a fleeting glimmer
as her eyes reflect the light
the taste of her
soft, sweet, lingering
on your tongue.
you need her to survive,
and without her
you crave, you crave, you crave.
hold her gently, love
cup her in both hands
and treat her tenderly
else she'll slip away
her shadow
a stain on your favourite jeans.
grammarly shut up i literally use british spelling????
found this in my scribble book as a section of a four part poem might end up posting all of it might not but who knows definitely not me