All About You
Your pink, rosey lips
delicately fell onto the bones of my hips.
Your beaming, bright smile
can send my heartbeat and I traveling over a mile.
Your dainty, lingering fingertips,
could repair sinking ships.
Your gentle, soft eyes
will be my demise.
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im young and i dont really know what im doing, so these are drafts of what i would believe is poetry, but most would (probably) disagree (is this website even active)
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