All The Beautiful's
Your lips curved into a pout,
the smoke coming out of your ears,
your heartbeat inside of you that you let me feel underneath your shirt,
the tears that pour out of your eyes when you laugh, like a waterfall only sweeter,
your soul that is a part of mine, when we lay next to each other and we need nothing,
only wrapped up in our blanket of skins, where the world is on hold, where we never end.
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Climbing Up Out Of The Ashes
PoetryA Poetry Collection About The Dark Side Of Falling In Love With The Wrong Person And Making Your Way Out Of The Fire...Breath by Breath...Exhaling The Smoke & Breathing In Fresh Air Again. #100poemsin100days challenge beginning August 21- November 2...
