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
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