Laying here
Feeling like I've been hit
by a tidal wave
That moment after you get to shore
The salty feeling you get
Feeling so alive and so tired/dead
Im still feeling your hands on me
Around me
In me
Still feeling your warm lips
Your warm cheeks
Snuggled close
Pressed closer
My eyes fall closed
Only to open once more
Small smile growing
As I think of you holding me again
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What Even Is Love; My Collection Of Poetic Things
PoetryThe only reason I put this out here was because I couldnt share it with anyone in my life without upsetting them, so here we are... And I use this space as a sorta diary to sort my thought out so sometimes itll come off as greedy or ungrateful or je...
