His Shining VisageA Poem by Ebb and Flow
Warmth courses through
my hollowed veins. My breath catches with each rattled breath. Slowly closing my eyes I feel alive. Upon my porcelain face rests a tender glow. Within my crushed heart hope threatens to explode. My delicate skin pricks with fierce anticipation. I open my eyes to intense beauty, a world of vivid and brilliant colors. Of smells that dizzy my faint heart. Something swells within my breast a sob of pure elation escapes my lips. © 2010 Ebb and FlowReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 9, 2010 Last Updated on June 13, 2010 AuthorEbb and FlowMilton Mills, NHAboutThe names Krystina Michelle Walters Poetry is one of my soul passions in life. Without its passion I wouldn't understand the beauty of the written word or that beauty of this world. "Words have.. more..Writing
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