I want you here at dawn
With the sun filtering in
With your hair down your back
With your body in my arms
I want you here at noon
At a picnic in the woods
At the pool with a towel
At my house on my couch
I want you here tonight
I want my lips stained with your makeup
I want my clothes mixed with yours
I want my mind to rest safely
In the hands that I trust completely
YOU ARE READING
This is me
PoetryHello everyone! My name is Sarah and this is my poetry/journal book thing. This is the second one I have made and I thank everyone who endured me maturing to this level of writing! I sincerely hope you will enjoy and connect with my entry's and will...
