I'll hide you.
In a room
In the back of my mind.
I'll keep the flowers you bought me there.
Cherish their scent.
In that room where they'll never die.
I'll keep the taste of your kiss there.
The wet sponge of your tongue
At my teeth.
Only there will I have goosebumps from your touch.
From your words.
I'll hide you between those four walls.
I'll hide you
In there with my love.
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 11:07 PM UTC
I'll hide you.
In a room
In the back of my mind.
I'll keep the flowers you bought me there.
Cherish their scent.
In that room where they'll never die.
I'll keep the taste of your kiss there.
The wet sponge of your tongue
At my teeth.
Only there will I have goosebumps from your touch.
From your words.
I'll hide you between those four walls.
I'll hide you
In there with my love.
Request permission to use this poem