Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I am a nervous wreck. A boy I thought had no intention of kissing me has done it again, and his mouth tasted less of alcohol the second time around. Now he messages me during the day, the night, the second he gets off of work. Yet he speaks nothing of his intentions. Does he want me or my mouth? Do I want him or his? I've brushed my teeth a dozen times, but my tongue still burns from that night.
0
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 2:56 AM UTC
Untitled 2
I am a nervous wreck. A boy I thought had no intention of kissing me has done it again, and his mouth tasted less of alcohol the second time around. Now he messages me during the day, the night, the second he gets off of work. Yet he speaks nothing of his intentions. Does he want me or my mouth? Do I want him or his? I've brushed my teeth a dozen times, but my tongue still burns from that night.
Written by
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 2:56 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem