CHANCES (a poetry)

Chances

If I can't speak today

would you listen to me again?

or will words become pain?

hopefully, our love prevails

a thousand words in my mouth

can't speak cause I doubt

can I tell you what I want?

now words turned into a kiss

you're a masterpiece 

an art within your skin

and your eyes are clean

as your pale soft lips 

come ruin me with rapture

come fix me with your cure

for the sun will go down

and will rise again soon

-juls