And Lost thrice,
Are the kisses from my eyes,
Blinking with my sweetest smile,
Will you never see I can’t do rhymes?
And that I kiss with all but my lips,
Because from my lips I speak,
So, don’t mess up with me!
What are those words I speak?
Coming from my lips, they’re definitely not a kiss,
I speak non-sense and you’re blown-away,
Because you can’t understand a word I say.
How does she kiss if not from her lips, you might ask,
Let me tell you, there’s a secret to that,
Twirling my hair, licking my lips, blinking fast,
shaking my hips, smiling softly, remembering the past,
Never noticed, and that’s why they are;
And lost thrice,
Because real kisses have a price.
(It’s kind of confusing I know, I was writing really random stuff and I put them together and this is what came out of it! Tell me what you think!:D)