Every Time 10 Tuesday Feb 2015 Posted by woundedmemories in Poetry ≈ 1 Comment TagsLove, Poetry And every time I see those eyes (that don’t see me) I want to get lost in them And every time I see those lips (that don’t whisper my name) I want to kiss them Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
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