Cold.
A home without people.
A place without faith.
A heart full of emptiness.
Eyes that hold nothing.
I am cold.
My heart is cold.
My chest is cold.
My love is not yet sold.
They told me I'd be lonely.
But I don't feel alone.
When I met your eyes— my sleeping heart thrives.
Your touch a burning sensation.
Your love my foundation.
I have fallen deep for you,
But it's no surprise....
You're the only one who makes me feel alive.
Warm, burning, a kindred flame.
My Luv, my heart will forever beat your name.
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My Poem book(#2): Echoing Hearts
PoetryThis is my second poem book(My first one is become too long) This is basically where I write poems of my feeling, thoughts, books, or just random stuff. Hope you all enjoy! For anyone who thinks I stole any of these poems from LunaChance. LunaChanc...
