Even tomorrow Your lips could stray Connect with mine But for tonight We’ll never know And simply stood A little too close Leant slightly in A brushed hand A smile is hope
~ by Derek Wilson on November 17, 2014.
Posted in Poetry, Writing Tags: dope, Hope, Kiss, Lips, today, tomorrow
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