Her warm comforting hugs.
His deep reassuring voice.
Hands slowly intertwined.
Eyes finally met.
There's something about
the way they gaze.
Why is my heart fluttering like crazy?
YOU ARE READING
Under the Midnight Sky
PoetryA collection of memories from the forgotten past. A reminiscent of savored moments which never seemed to last. A tapestry of emotions woven into art. A fragment of soul from a fading heart.
