Fuck love poems #1

We move our feet near each others

All beers of the night
Make the words vanquish

So I can, just only
Focus on our feet

Somewhere
Shines the moon
Behind the clouds

I've seen it earlier one night
When you sent words,
Through the telecommunication net

"Make me yours"

And I tried to answer it, the best I could
But sometimes it feels like I poured
Vodka in my thumbs
And I couldn't send you anything but:

"Come here"

Fantasizing about our feet near each others


You look up, and
Yours eyes smile, and
Your mouth smile


The grass is growing outside

Your feet agrees
And now it's time for me to lay down


There under the halflit sky
You tied a string 'round my heart