Poems from PoeticJay
His lips alone were poetry.
His eyes love.
His heart was different.
Full of ashes, full of unknown hurricane pain.
It was the way she looked
At the world that made her
Eyes so beautiful
As beautiful
As every sunset and sunrise you will
Ever see
Palms extremely sweaty
Falling back upon yourself
Collapse in your mind.
I love your lips on mine.
Don't replace my lips with your cigars.
Don't give yourself scars.
I love the taste of your lips, so much.
Don't...
Dreaming of you is like having
100 stabs to the heart.
But honestly, I would rather
Shot.