

TasteI have the taste of you on my tongue,Taste
The smell of you on my skin,
The love of you in my heart,
I just can't win.
There is nothing left of me,
Only you,
As it was meant to be.
I just love you that much. I don't want me. But you want me,
So does that mean,
I have to give you up?
You're like a drug in my system,
I'm addicted to you. You blow my mind with every sweet taste. Every nerve comes alive at your touch,
Just having you in the room,
Makes me warm inside,
Makes me want to touch you.
The f


PainDo I tell you,Pain
That I love you enough?
Do you
Feel the need,
That I feel, To hear your voice,
See your words,
Feel your skin? Do you
See me
Standing here,
So lonely,
My dark heart awaiting,
Your light? Do you love me,
Even there,
In Your Dreams?
For I wait,
Every night,
To go to sleep,
And see you standing there.


Bottles Of AprilBottle of April glitter int he sunlight Against the windows of this quaint residence And I, with my imagination spewing Completely gave up on a defenseBottles Of April
Bottle of April clink in my hands As I cross the chair garden, so rare, so ripe And pick myself a juicy rocker For which to repose and take in the sight
Bottles of April spill on my shirt Startled by the rumbling from up above I then peer into the eye of a watercolour rainstorm Threatening to colour all that I love
Bottles of April poured into a glass And a saucer for my unconversational feline &
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