I Write Dark Poetry
Close your eyes and dance with me,
It might help if we can’t see.
Maybe all these lies will come true
If we both pretend we don’t have a clue.
Hold me tight and kiss my lips,
And we wont feel how this cold grips.
Look into my eyes and grab my hand,
And we can play that we’re not sinking in this sand.
It might help if we can’t see.
Maybe all these lies will come true
If we both pretend we don’t have a clue.
Hold me tight and kiss my lips,
And we wont feel how this cold grips.
Look into my eyes and grab my hand,
And we can play that we’re not sinking in this sand.
By:
Poet92
Age:
18-21
,
Male
