Moving on

Lotion soft fingertips
Moist red pouting lips
Deep dark brown eyes
Starring at starry skies
Thoughts run in mind
Memories of another time
A future left undefined
Hidden in simple ryhme
Flowing with her hips
Shadowed by the eclipse
Tired of the lies
Wishing he just dies
More pain to find
With every clock's chime
Hoping to leave behind
And continue her climb

Responses

3 comments so far.

1. 'Niece says:

   Well done!

2. soma sundaram says:

   Interesting and Intriguing

3. nymphadora says:

   simply lovely!