The First Of Many Beginnings.

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...

© 2014 Poe Met Emily


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Added on September 19, 2014
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Poe Met Emily
Poe Met Emily

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