Things You Do For Love


Lips that are painted red, taste like … StrawberriesThe dress a little too tight, to hold on to the vision of the eyesThe imaginary caress of satin against the skinPumps that hurt the feet and yet a smile on the faceDangling earrings, about to cut the fleshYou can almost hear the gush of the blood Holding hands, sweaty but not letting goTime will fly and you knowHe is not here to stay and yetYou hope that he would change his mindThe things you do for love.

Source: Things You Do For Love

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