Post #4804

The flesh on your body, I'm not an animal which you think I'm, It doesn't excite me anymore, The feeling of getting lost as you take off your shirt, Cold nights are longer than warm nights, I stared at you when you were naked next to me, I couldn't figure out, Am I an artist with broken fingers? The stroke of my brush, The way I look at you, The way I feel about you, I can try to draw, I can try to express, But, you won't understand if you don't feel the same, Our hearts mind change, You might fall for me later, Or long before you realise that I was the rain you wanted to feel on your skin, I'll be gone, Don't regret it, Look at the shining sun, It'll rain again but it won't feel the same, The odour of body, The curves of your waist, As my brush makes it smoothly, The smile on your face, As hair falls on your face, Your elbows cross and cover your chest, I left the brush and pulled that blanket up, You grabbed my hand like a baby, I couldn't resist but to accept, you're my baby. I was a gambler who was trying to win back what I've lost, But there's nothing I've been losing. I won you. You are laying next to me, As I lay next to you, Keep your hand in my hand, I kiss your forehead and sleep. ~Luci #review