Poems from Kin
I wish I could tickle the clock
Say the magic words to take me back
When I'm still innocent and clueless of being in love
I wish I could...
Curled up in a ball
Back, almost leaning to the wall
Bedsheets crumpled as she pull her knees on her chest
Hair bestrewed on her face...
Fear it is for me,
When I'm still drunk in love.
While you are sober of me.
©KBM
We're growing up, but not much
Our knowledge had just been hatched
Wisdom of a neophyte
Still lots of matches to ignite
We're growing up,...
Not a glimpse nor a single word
Through the whole ride, was ever done and heard
Her eyes bleared and visions blurred
Heart beats rapidly...