i was about to say i've never met a girl in bed before (Part 1)A Poem by Dusty Hamiltonher secret danced on her lipsi was about to say i've never met a girl in bed before, but that's not quite true, is it
do you remember when she trusted you with a sin and led you to a piece of her heart and a story within?
where the darkness remains of a time so forgotten it escaped from her lips but once?
on a raft made of you and a sole breathless night to a cave down below and a girl wrapped tight with a soft leather heart and a soul of delight but it's now out of sight?
and we're lost on a trip of a time to admit that a broken little shell of a piece of a pose on display has arose one night. © 2012 Dusty Hamilton |
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