
Laying there,
Soaked in my soul
I don’t like that you run
From me
I remember we were
By the sea
You hug me all day long but
Don’t let me be
A glance our souls took
You felt it,
I felt it
I thought we both knew
But here we are,
Its midnight
In my bed,
Intertwined
I like your style
Always breaking records
But mostly my heart
I never took you for a fool
You knock on wood
You knock on wood
Your feelings unhinged
You’re going to lose me,
I thought I knew you
About the Creator
ADRIAN PIEDRA MARTINEZ
Poetry that tingles your fingertips and sizzle's your veins through heavenly pain.
SHE/THEY - CUBAN - 24


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