If I ever see you in the street again
I won't walk away like I did
last time.I will stop, smile
and say hello.I promise
that I will be better.
YOU ARE READING
Doux
Poetrythe walls with blued body scents soft on the skin, the curtains drawn and a lover asleep close by. ...
I am sorry I didn't stop to talk, but
If I ever see you in the street again
I won't walk away like I did
last time.I will stop, smile
and say hello.I promise
that I will be better.