What Will It Be Poem by abi Whitaker

What Will It Be



Red roses and blue voilets
my lips and your lips
i told you
i liked your smile
and you kissed my grin
my ribcage is sore from you tickling me
but the ache makes me remember and smile
sideways style
just like you
so what will it be? do you love me too?

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