The love interest
Standing on my eyelids
And her hair in mine,
It has the shape of my hands,
It is the color of my eyes,
She sinks in my shadow Love Poems For Her
Like a stone in heaven.
You always have your eyes open
It will not let me sleep.
Their dreams in broad daylight
They evaporating the Suns,
They make me laugh, love poems cry and laugh,
Talk with nothing to say.
It is necessary to
In the bed your body is simplified
Liquid sex universe of liquor.
Tying waves which are other bodies
full integers from the nape to heel
cluster already Skinless central cluster
servile bright cluster of blood.
Between the different parts of your body
conducting shadow hollowing heat
lip extended at the end of the bed
without a sponge in sucking the night
And without sleep to mimic the death.