My skin
My paper thin
Not so soft skin
Is kissed by night sky
I'm scarred by the motion of your lips
Cracked by your whispers
My skin
My paper thin
not so soft skin
Is painted in red
I'm scratched by your brush
Wounded by your strokes
My skin
My paper thin
Not so soft skin
Is covered in memories
I'm reminded of your attention
Marked by your accessories
Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 1:11 PM UTC
My skin
My paper thin
Not so soft skin
Is kissed by night sky
I'm scarred by the motion of your lips
Cracked by your whispers
My skin
My paper thin
not so soft skin
Is painted in red
I'm scratched by your brush
Wounded by your strokes
My skin
My paper thin
Not so soft skin
Is covered in memories
I'm reminded of your attention
Marked by your accessories
