Her fingernails are black,
outfit blue,
she reminds me of you.
She reaches up to tuck a strand of hair that fell in her face.
Her shirt rides up,
high wasted jeans hugging her thighs perfectly.
She looks my way
& I recoil in shock
as she meets my eyes.
The corner of her mouth tilts up a bit
I
think
I'm
In
Love.
DU LIEST GERADE
Hues Of Words
Poesie"Take off your colors, what are you wearing them for?" Cover made by @CoverCreator678
