love? isn't that a big word to use
for the things that i am feeling?
A random smile
when you look at me like that,
that ain't love.
your eyes that stare into mine
while you squeeze them a little thighter,
only to take a deep breath
to keep those thoughts away.
No baby, that ain't love.
How you wrap your arms around me,
as if you're scared I would let go,
It can barely been called love.
When you lick your lips
and press them against mine,
A kiss, isn't love.
Just a random smile when you look at me like that, your eyes that stare into mine while you squeeze them a little thighter, only to take a deep breath to keep those thoughts away. How you wrap your arms around me, as if you're scared I would let go
and then you lick your lips and press them against mine...
You feel that babe?
love?
Isn't that word too small
to descripe all that we are feeling?
~poetry by N.K. The beast who stole my heart.~
JE LEEST
The beast who stole my heart
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