Warm Woman's Lips
I wrote about my struggles when I was in love with a girl that didn't love me back. And there was only one way to be with her - in my dreams. In this short poem, I tried to connect nights (dreaming of her) with my blind love but also with a suffering that I'm going through. First two verses in every strophe are about suffering and comforting demons, while other verses are about her. If you enjoyed reading this, feel free to also check other poetry on my blog. It's all written in a similar style.
Nights are full of mind blowing dilemmas
Street light suddenly pale
In the darkness of the room
Scent of her hair
Floats everywhere around me
Nights are nothing but a blankly shadows
I'm sleeping with a covered face
And I always dream about
Warm woman's lips
How they kissing me
All nights here are like unknown stories
I'm taking the last smoke and goin' for sleep
And I didn't let anyone
To get inside my dreams
I'm enjoying them long
Watching her furtively
Hope you enjoyed. :)