Davy Crockett

Lips as soft as the inside of a rose.

He doesn't thrust me away from him,

so gentl and soft.

I want to meet him.

He's my love.

 

Words like honey.

smooth as silk.

Whispering in my ear.

Running up and down.

The words hit hard.

"I love you too"

 

Makes me smiles,

Makes me laugh.

Gentlein words,

Gentle in the soul.

I want to kiss him,

That Davy boy.

 

I miss you Davy boy,

Please come back,

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Did I hurt you?

 

Please come back.

I miss you.

My heart breaking.

I want to talk to you...

I love you so much,

I don't want to lose you.

At least not the boy that I know.

I love that Davy boy. 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

YulizaZielinski.

this was just a guy I used to know and I used to call him davy crockett since his first name was Davy haha. he and I grew close and stuff, than our connection was lost...so I was lost for acouple of days and I really liked him hahaha (sorry I laugh a lot haha)

I miss him a lot still...he and I lost track of each other I guess. :(  

anyway byeee

Jules 

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