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midnight hours
I have never felt comfortable
in my own skin, but when it is pressed
against yours, bare in the midnight hour,
it breathes in a sigh of relief.
Still sweet in sweat,
still caught in a sheen of ecstasy,
there are no worries here.
Everything is fine, perfect,
stunning in my world
when you're here.
Introduce yourself here! Share something about yourself.
𐎀 Welcome to my first Wattpad poetry collection! I'm May & I'm a published author + poet from Ohio. I've been writing & sharing my work online for over a decade now. My debut poetry collection, Withered Rising, is available for purchase! I've also been featured in six published anthologies, along with various literary magazines & journals.
𐎀 Besides writing, I love horror movies & the genre, itself. Stephen King is my favorite author, Amanda Lovelace is my favorite poet, & early 2000s rock is my favorite music genre. I love nature & camping. I also love spending time with my lovely boyfriend!
May
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