Waiting For A Kiss, On The Hill Closest To Your Lips Poem by A Waltz For Zizi
Waiting For A Kiss, On The Hill Closest To Your Lips
I often wonder, when I'm alone
how can the stars stay up there
above our heads, without falling..
..falling in love with you
like all the flowers, kneeling at your feet today,
waiting for a kiss..
..a kiss to make them smile again
like in that day, when they first bloomed
on the hill closest to your lips.
You see, I do think I love you,
and I'd like to think you love me too,
but..
do you?
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