We were like aliens
From parallel worlds
And used to communicate
More through kisses than words.
Made of our hobbies
Fetish of each other.
Nobody could stops us
Not even sisters
Or brothers.
We used to do
Odd customs and professions
And shared the same
Gray melancholic
Music taste.
Oh!
Those eyes had exquisite precious
Like a flying green bird in a cage.
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 2:12 AM UTC
We were like aliens
From parallel worlds
And used to communicate
More through kisses than words.
Made of our hobbies
Fetish of each other.
Nobody could stops us
Not even sisters
Or brothers.
We used to do
Odd customs and professions
And shared the same
Gray melancholic
Music taste.
Oh!
Those eyes had exquisite precious
Like a flying green bird in a cage.
September 2016
Request permission to use this poem