I Hate Love Poems
It’s dark.
Illuminated by only the moon.
Your eyes lock with mine.
That look
I’ve never seen before.
Growing closer, closer,
until
we
meet.
There’s a feeling
of love on
the tip of my tongue.
It’s dark.
Illuminated by only the moon.
Your eyes lock with mine.
That look
I’ve never seen before.
Growing closer, closer,
until
we
meet.
There’s a feeling
of love on
the tip of my tongue.