Will

by Mollie   Dec 17, 2011


No words can describe how I turly feel
All I know is my fake is experencing real
Trapped in this world with different eyes
Swallowed by society, earth slowly dies
Our compassion creates elements inside
our bodies collide, stomach roaring a tide
Your touch creates fire
Opens my body to a more extreme desire
Water like sweat slides so sweet
jaw clings a twitch when our lips meet
You are the water to my ground
You are the song with a perfect sound
This word i'm not trying to shove
But ther only thing you call this is love

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 12 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    Even through i don't get into this type poem i still know when i reAD SOMething good excellent poem the flow keep it going to the end