Monday, December 19, 2011

Kiss the kissers, love the lovers and play the players.

He looked right into my eyes and stole my soul. 
Then took my kiss and left a mark. 
The sweet seduction of fools play
Now left me with nothing else to say.
Days gone by with bitterness rising from the past.
His lack of trust brings me tears. 
Jealousy appeared based on a weak link.

Now poisoned with fear, i wait for the truth.


No comments:

Post a Comment