I envy the words..

I envy the blanket,
that gets to hold you warm at night.
I envy the clothes,
that gets to hug you tight.

I envy the shower water,
that gets to touch your skin.
I envy all of the places,
to which you have been.

I envy the words,
that gets to grace your lips.
I envy that only you,
can make me feel like this.

Kommentarer

Kommentera inlägget här:

Namn:
Kom ihåg mig?

E-postadress: (publiceras ej)

URL/Bloggadress:

Kommentar:

Trackback
RSS 2.0