I was dreaming of biting his lips

I was dreaming of biting his lips.
I had such a  great desire.
He was shocked how I felt.
Frightened him with the feelings inside me.

I was writting poems for him.
was sending him piles of love letters.
kept giving presents and gifts.
Didn't know how to capture for ever.

Life's unfair.
He left me one day.
I was crying for hours and hours.
Met some men,
kissed under the Moon.
Day has come - threw away
thoughts of beeing together.

 


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В субботу 22 февраля состоится мероприятие загородного литературного клуба в Подмосковье в отеле «Малаховский дворец». Запланированы семинары известных поэтов, гала-ужин с концертной программой.  Подробнее →