Every time I am free
I'm thinking of you, baby
Every time I plead
I beg for you like crazy
Every time I read
I see you inbetween the lines
Every time I hear
I listen to your voice behind disguise
Every time I taste
I feel you on my tongue
Every time I inhale
You enter my lungs
YOU ARE READING
Words Floating In The Wind
Poetrythe verses that never made it. the floating thoughts of the author in a way not yet revealed. stay tuned for these thoughts
