An Archive of poems I have written
|That, was not nothing.
Emotions, too strong to talk about.
I thought this could be an end.
That I could ignore you watching me,
From the balcony.
But now my drinks taste like kisses.
When I breathe in I smell you.
I feel your warmth around me,
Your body responding.
You are not just a dream,
Now also memory.
It is too much,
I do know what to do.
That frightens me.
I thought you were an obsession.
Now I know you are.