when last mine eyes met yours
the roses in my belly didn't fall to my ****
and my tongue didn't tie itself up with the rope in the dark
and my hands didn't clam up with the sweat that slicked off your back
it's like I never saw you the first time
when last mine eye met yours
I invited a cordial embrace absent of complication
and my mouth flapped away with stories of a me who doesn't know you
and my hands stayed folded in my lap atop my crossed legs
and when you couldn't bring your eyes to meet mine
it was like I never even saw you the first time
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 3:17 PM UTC
when last mine eyes met yours
the roses in my belly didn't fall to my ****
and my tongue didn't tie itself up with the rope in the dark
and my hands didn't clam up with the sweat that slicked off your back
it's like I never saw you the first time
when last mine eye met yours
I invited a cordial embrace absent of complication
and my mouth flapped away with stories of a me who doesn't know you
and my hands stayed folded in my lap atop my crossed legs
and when you couldn't bring your eyes to meet mine
it was like I never even saw you the first time
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