Poem 3A Poem by Tellie Allen
his tone is calm
just like it always is. his grip firm an sexy. his eyes greeting me. making me unbelievably lost. he has me searching for words after he kisses me. its deep. soft. calm. our eyes slam shut as he pulls me closer. our lips part but only for a second
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Added on March 2, 2011 Last Updated on March 2, 2011 Author
Tellie AllenMeridian, IDAboutWriting is in my blood Its how i communicate. Welcome to my world. Emotions, situations, and thoughts. Im just as crazy as you would expect. Lots of trauma and healing will be exposed. Luckily .. more..Writing
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