Kiss, locked lips


The honor of being gazed at

By them, wherever at,

Makes me feel like the sun

Going for a run.

Your skin around, so smooth,

My, no wonder you're my muse.

My shape in them, so soft,

Like an angels lock.

And I count the days

Until you're crossing my ways.

When your eyes light up,

My heart does a stop.

"Love yourself

Before you love someone else",

But love you so much,

That i forget what hating myself feels like.


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