Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Fifteenth

He's kissing the sides of my face
And I'm thinking how easy it would be
But I'm lonely and I know
That if I kiss him I'll be stuck
And he'll be stuck on me.
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2 comments:

Emma Jane said...

That delicious anticipation. You capture it all so well.

Em
Tightrope to the Sun

May 2, 2014 at 9:22 AM
Niki said...

dilemma.I hate loneliness.xx

dreaming is believing

May 5, 2014 at 4:46 AM

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