Poems from maryam25
Our love had a smell
sweaty hands clasped together
coffee on our lips
curiousity on our fingertips
hope in my heart
silent tears danced...
You will search for me
in the eyes and souls of
other girls
but you will never be
satisfied you
had the real thing
but you let it
slip...
The next time I meet
a bitter person I will
speak softly
give them my hands
to hold , to help
and all my sugar
to soak up in their skin...