Do you still lust<BR> the crimson of her lips?<BR> ~<BR> Do you still crave<BR> to run your fingers through her silken hair?<BR> ~<BR> Do you still dream of her<BR> at night when you fall into drunken bliss?<BR> ~<BR> Do you still hunger for her touch?<BR>
Do you still desire her embrace? ~ Does her laughter still make you smile? ~ Can you still feel her undying love for you? ~ And every night when you are longing for her smile, her voice, her touch, is she is all you see? ~ One last thing I need to know... ~ Is that girl still me?
Comments (3)
answer you SAS.......
He has no manners....
I connected with this poem !
Mick.