A smile curving at the End of your lips,
Satin hands
Melting all I wish to say, into action
Quick to escape my mouth,
Are the inner pleas, to your attentive ear
Plush bodies forming intangible communion
Seeking through deep stares and nervous laughter
When we finally meet,
My soul Shakes.
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 10:56 AM UTC
A smile curving at the End of your lips,
Satin hands
Melting all I wish to say, into action
Quick to escape my mouth,
Are the inner pleas, to your attentive ear
Plush bodies forming intangible communion
Seeking through deep stares and nervous laughter
When we finally meet,
My soul Shakes.
