bittersweet that’s how my dreams get that’s how they are with you you were never mine and never, ever will be still – it’s you tonight your body under mine bittersweet how long have i desired you so painful so goodso close i can’t place my hands on you in real life but oh what...
Tag: poem
you with the flames
7. July 20217. August 2022by poppyhead.
it’s not your eyes which attract me. it’s not your messy hair or bright smile it’s in the way you tell jokes and then laugh at them as you wouldn’t care what people think. it’s in the fact you would stand in the bus just to let older people sit it’s in your face which...