Lovesong

Hold me, I'm shivering,
I want to touch you, but my hands are shaking too much.
Hold me down, dontt let me get away.

My pink nailpolish looks so good,
Next to your skin.
And your scars next to mine,
Pretty, prettiest sin.

It's not a bad thing baby.
When they say we're too good to be true.
You gotta learn, gotta know,
Their liers, pretenders, fakers, not you.

Your pretty, diamond pearls,
Covering every inch of my body.
You, prettier than any jewlery,
Can you afford to lose all that blood?

Heaven must really be on earth,
And without you everything dies.
Looking at you make me worry sick,
What happens when all the skies are in you eyes?





Poetry by baby Blue
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Written on 2008-09-21 at 18:51

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