she had never been one for an adventure.
but that night
she ran across rivers
jumped between bridges.
she had never been one to fall in love.
but that night
her lips were red and swollen from kissing him
and her wanderlust eyes
kept him awake and alive.
she
was
f r e e.
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poetry for the poetic: 3
Poetrythis is my third book of poetry on wattpad. you can find my other two on my profile!