Babette Teeth

We'Re Strangers

We're strangers
Even if here we talk so hot
Even we met frequently
What's the use
Nothing happens
Your spit drowned me
And another day another one suffered
But who really cares
I
keep on dreaming
of your eyes, your warm smile
your warm hands
But we're just strangers

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 9, 2005

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