Her laughs are too loud to be forgotten
And her sulks are too evident to be ignored
As she brushes your smile with her freshly painted nails
She will remind you of how much you need her in your solitude.
And this makes me wonder
If she smells of honey
For you see, her fragrance lingers
For more than usual.
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 4:36 AM UTC
Her laughs are too loud to be forgotten
And her sulks are too evident to be ignored
As she brushes your smile with her freshly painted nails
She will remind you of how much you need her in your solitude.
And this makes me wonder
If she smells of honey
For you see, her fragrance lingers
For more than usual.
If you ever loved her