Lexi's Poetry Challenge

Licking lips like fireflies gently brushing against a child’s hand
Yearning if not pleading for another chance
To be your girl
To be your world
To be the one you long for

Holding on to young love’s plans
As if you weren’t gone
As if nothing
Nothing at all had gone wrong

I can taste the bitter
I can smell the sweet
I can barely see you in my view
But yet at the thought of you I weep

I can taste forever
I can sense your touch
I am hoping you come waltzing back