To Shy to Say Hi

Tue, 03/29/2016 - 21:48 -- asheiam

Orlando

like a moth to a flame

my tongue rolls his name 

Orlando

They can see my soul

hazel, with specks of gold

Orlando

Caramel melted on his skin

yearn to hold him

Orlando

my love so strong

my voice is gone

Orlando

I am a moth to your flame

my life will never be the same

because of Orlando

This poem is about: 
Me

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