Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

work in progress...pt.12

Your lips; felt like a dream. Your eyes; a hue I had never seen. Your touch; felt perfect. If falling in love was a crime, pleases read my verdict. Throw me into your prison, I deserve it. Throw away the key, after you close it.
Request permission to use this poem
Written by
Styles
For You?
Written by
Styles
Published
May 17, 2014
Lines·Words
3·45
Tags
#love#girl#boy#people#thought#romane#roughdraft#notfinished
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell Styles how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write