I yearn for your touch
Your mouth, the flick of your tongue
Oh damn boy I bet you’re so hung
I wish you were here
I dream of you, your mouth on mine
You’re so sexy, so d*mn fine
Believe me, this isn’t just about looks
I care about you, you have no clue
When you left I was broken, ripped in two
You’d make me laugh when no one else could
I love(d) you, but you didn’t love me the way I knew you should
Sometimes I sit and wonder if you ever really cared
I wonder if you notice I’m not there
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem