The First Of Many Beginnings.A Poem by Poe Met Emily
The ocean lays on your lips.
My existence simmers in your hands so easily, it's frightening. And you feel like the missing pieces of me I have finally found. I want you to stay this close, stay so close for forever... Holding my hand the way I adore, you're too good for me. The ocean lays on my lips, and I want more. Don't pull away, don't be afraid, don't leave me here. Your body feels more amazing the closer you move, And I'm starting to think I've fallen hard for you...
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Added on September 19, 2014 Last Updated on September 19, 2014 AuthorPoe Met EmilyNCAboutI am a young adult. And all my Poetry is Nonfiction. Anything else, feel free to ask. :] more..Writing
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