roses
dusty
soft,
lips
the same
soft color
eyes
the blue of the sky
soft clouds
drifting through them
a smile
that makes me fall
a drift
like a feather
i'd like
to kiss
your
petal
soft
lips
roses
dusty
soft,
lips
the same
soft color
eyes
the blue of the sky
soft clouds
drifting through them
a smile
that makes me fall
a drift
like a feather
i'd like
to kiss
your
petal
soft
lips