It was a quiet night, & he was talking about his day as he drove her back home. She listened, & somewhere in between his words, her body slowly gave in to exhaustion. She struggled to stay awake but before she knew it, she slipped into the gentle arms of a silent sleep. At a red light, he stopped & turned to her. He let his eyes roam over her sleeping face, as though seeking to memorize every part of her delicate features. He stared long enough to realize that he, had fallen in love.
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The Mind Of A Poet
PoetryMy first poetry book! Read and enjoy❤️ I wrote this for you.. Update; My first completed poetry book, #9 in Poetry on Aug 4, 2017. Thank you everybody for all of your support. I will continue making more. Stay tuned
