Your breath is like sunshine, glimmering underneath the waves;
Your eyes are like fleeting moments of summer, cascading down a ravine;
Your talk is like dogs running around a yard, laughing and cuddly kittens sniffing at your waistband;
You are a treasure, close and captivating, thrilling and skittish, scarlet and gold;
Soul made of silver and rain
You are like waiting for the soft snow to fall again;
Iron and wine,
Like caressed skin and thighs;
like wondering when
you'll be mine.
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Easier To Forget
PoetryPoems. // Hi, hello. This is a sort-of memoir/journal of unorthodox poems that I've written over the years. I started writing in 2015. Glad you're here (: Feel free to leave comments and vote or w/e. ×Mysneakz [Completed]
