Each and every
nook and crevice
will be adorned
with perched lips
And, within moments,
those lips will bless my ears
with the bittersweet
sound of promise
And those tired eyes
will captivate my soul
However,
someday, those crevices
will remain untouched
These ears,
imperceptive
Someday,
those tired eyes
will cease to love me
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 1:56 AM UTC
Each and every
nook and crevice
will be adorned
with perched lips
And, within moments,
those lips will bless my ears
with the bittersweet
sound of promise
And those tired eyes
will captivate my soul
However,
someday, those crevices
will remain untouched
These ears,
imperceptive
Someday,
those tired eyes
will cease to love me
