Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2013
Knowing you're with her
Wishing you were with me
Wondering if that smile I get,
Looks the same through her eyes.

The way your brow creases when you laugh
The gentle way you tease me about the way I say bath.
Running your fingers through my hair.
That knowing look.

Teeth all the way down my back, my neck
Bites that sting and hurt
Just not enough to make me forget
That I'm your part time love.
Ria M
Written by
Ria M  London
(London)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems