It is easy to forget
What I refuse to remember
The soft feeling
Your hands once claimed
Is like that of any other
And your voice
As hollow as my own-
Is nothing spectacular
Your curves- could not
Entrall the mind of
The most sexless being
I would not glance twice
At your shallow eyes
Painted over in pale white
I dream of full lips
Never thin lines-
Nor tasteless mouths
A trust too daring
To cross a thin line
How could I forget?
Reading this, I too cannot forget' when I saw these same things! Well-said!
I cannot keep reading these wondrous posts without going mad; so I'll get back to them at a later time. I bow to you a good night. -S
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hahaha you did remembered what easily forgot, the line was too thin for the yummy full lips, those pushed you to cross the line self imposed.Who wouldn't?