Anonymous
Winter winds settle in the subtlety of your lips
Storms calm at the formation of those hips
For to see those eyes have come the ships
You turn your back and my soul it rip
No angel but a devil in disguise
An atribute I cannot despise
To catch my eyes you did devise
To follow that smile was un-wise
With a wink my heart did sink
Still your heart is an ice- rink
Of the consequences I did not think
From your glass I continued to drink
A stare, a gaze, a glance
Hoping you'd look by some chance
Our kinship I hoped to enhance
Yet still I'm stuck in this trance
Copyright © Stacey Brackley | Year Posted 2013
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