Your eyes so dark
I can never define
Your lips so full
I can never decline
Your gaze so sweet
I shouldn't rely
Your words so familiar
I couldn't defy
You're an illusion
I can't rate
You're an imagination
I create
a short poem about a guy I really liked who is a player and I know he was no good for me, but I can't help but get drawn to him... but now he's only a part of my imagination and past...
hugs and kisses... xOxOx...
always s^.^ile...
xMsRoPaVax
