working title (working more so than myself anyway)
Would you let me kiss you
If it wasn't planned
Would you kiss me back
Or the back of my hand
Would you let me hold you
If you didn't even need it
Would you let you hold me
Or take another hit
Would you stay all night
In a darkened room
Would you hear every sigh
Would it be your tomb
Would you believe in my love
Should I believe in yours
Would you support your words
Would they begin my wars
This poem is about:
Me