A kiss
Just apart from dirty wishes
I feel your fatigue changing hands on my lips
All about how we can't work it out
The way I feel shows we're in sync
A hug
More than poems and novels can ever describe
Tired
After all the lonely hours
You wasted thinking about us
Wondering why you can't leave me at the park
Is there a door, locked,
Will it be open when knocked?
A sight
I briefly can catch in one thousand shades of turquoise
Screams loud
You don't want me to stay neither do I
But addictions are bizarre
We both didn't need each other until we caught up
Now If I drive my house and sit for a minute
I'll breakdown and cry
A kiss
In my dark I found bliss
I felt your soul slipped into my ribs
Right on my lips
Your kiss
Puts all in way
We're, back, in sync