it's thursday night,
and all i want to do,
is be wrapped up in
your arms.
just somewhere close
to you.
YOU ARE READING
vinegar and honey
Poetryyou catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, my father would say i find it kinda funny that even though i am honey, you refused to stay.
thursday
it's thursday night,
and all i want to do,
is be wrapped up in
your arms.
just somewhere close
to you.
