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