Lips sweet as sugar,
how to touch them I linger.
Lips that enslave me with their grandeur,
just to see them near I ponder.
Upper so tender, lower so exquisite
when together makes me avid;
when drenched, they yearn to be perceived;
when arid, they desire to be embraced;
Lips that laugh, lips that smile
with your prongs makes me eye.
Lips that moan, lips that sigh,
takes me to a loathsome high.
Lips of love, lips of ire,
lips of sweetness, lips on fire,
lips of golden heavenly mire,
hope they won't leave me in dire.
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
You sing,
I smile,
"I get a kick out of you,"
You sing still,
And
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do
I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always sa
Life is not just waking up one morning and saying, "Ok, I want this to happen."
It's abou
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
You make me laugh and smile
when I need a cry, even if it's only for a little while.
So much thrown at me,
And up against a wall
I feel like I've spent my life,
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
