My eyes are not there, to look at yours
To have a conversation and make your orbs smile
But the distance that you see
Is how far my heart goes fonder... For miles
My lips are not there, to share a dance with yours
To waltz to the music of how we feel
But as long as our music still plays
My heart will always two-step to your heart beat
My hands are not there, to elevate the hairs on your skin
To swell those goosebumps
But as long as I'm still here
My presence remains through my absence, from our fire within
I am not there, but I'm here within the chambers of your soul
Safely tucked in your linen of romance
Always
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Inside Her Roses | A Poetry Collection
RomanceTake a journey Inside Her Roses and discover fields budding with Romance. Each petal is a sensual experience that will lead you to personal depths of understanding, challenging you to feel and empowering you to be. Bask in 70 poetry pieces that blee...
