DetailsA Poem by Gio S.P.A poem written in a story-like format about seeing the details in somebody special.
I never realized how important the details were. Body upon
body, the warmth of an unfamiliar along bed sheets enriched with the history of one; whose lips ended at a slight curve, whose eyes were a sea of green only comparable to the richest of emeralds, but she did not come with a price-tag. The details are always priceless. Goosebumps by the hundreds along a spine so thick, it's no wonder she held her head so high. Skin pale with little lightning bolts of blue pumping fire into her. And when you look at her - through her - through the wholeness of her and into the stardust that made her - you'll burn into her like moths to flames.
© 2015 Gio S.P.Reviews
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StatsAuthorGio S.P.New York, NYAboutMy name is Gio S.P. and I'm a writer and a poet, looking to be published. I'm 23 years old, currently residing in New York City, have an affinity for nature and am a father to three cats. If you wi.. more..Writing
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