Soft and delicate on , and under my skin ,
As if I'm build up with rose petals all over .
Warm slightly scorching in , but only smoke can be seen off of my skin .
Sweet sugar rush ; they said , but I only speak words .
Calm like a cloud occupied the sky , looking down at the enviouses like no body else can ,
No reaction only reflection , to thunder storm .
That's when you wonder " you want to be me too " .
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YOU ARE READING
Aroma Breeze
Poetry" You treat them like they have a heart like you Soft and tender .. That's how you write . So beautifully , right !. Inside your head must be a forest and mountains . I believe !. So I told the stars about you . I'll sing until the miracle comes...
