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.