I dare you to find
the voice in my lies.
Three times
not so charming.
I tell you to lie
sheets
pillows
no need for blankets.
It's warm
yet icicles form.
Three breaths
no words.
Your back is to me
what my neck is to him.
Shy and unbroken
don't tell me how I feel.
I will tell you
how much I really miss you.
Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 7:02 PM UTC
I dare you to find
the voice in my lies.
Three times
not so charming.
I tell you to lie
sheets
pillows
no need for blankets.
It's warm
yet icicles form.
Three breaths
no words.
Your back is to me
what my neck is to him.
Shy and unbroken
don't tell me how I feel.
I will tell you
how much I really miss you.
