Poems from jxxh
Do not assume I am in love with you.
Do not think that my hands clenching the front of your shirt in tight fists,
are clenched tight with...
I'm left alone, searching for a distraction.
I remember the taste of your lips, how your hands felt grazing my skin,
I remember you saying...
I know I should regret the way I reached for your lips with my own.
But I don't.
I know I should yell at you for using me for my thick...
You told me you weren't good with words,
or writing poetry,
But sweetheart, you don't need words to make poetry with me.
Just when I think i've had enough you pull me right back in,
Oh, how your fingers on my skin are almost as sweet as your wicked kiss.
Honey...