She, blank-stared, eyes
The color of the forest
And filled with joy
Or none, her hands
Tight around his heart
She warns, don't say it
Sometimes he caves,
He gives into her carnal desires
And let's another night pass
Without saying how he feels
Sometimes he breaks,
Tells her that she makes
His heart beat like a drum
And he feels her everywhere
A burning passion
She, blank-stared, only listens
But she wishes she could
Let the words escape her mouth
"You mean everything to me"
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
She, blank-stared, eyes
The color of the forest
And filled with joy
Or none, her hands
Tight around his heart
She warns, don't say it
Sometimes he caves,
He gives into her carnal desires
And let's another night pass
Without saying how he feels
Sometimes he breaks,
Tells her that she makes
His heart beat like a drum
And he feels her everywhere
A burning passion
She, blank-stared, only listens
But she wishes she could
Let the words escape her mouth
"You mean everything to me"
