The KeeperA Poem by ElizaBYou, The keeper of bones, Against the dew, I stand alone, Lost in blue " This mouth is sewn. Its words overdue. This heart, it quivers At the sight of you - A mind that’s shivers With thoughts untrue, Against the daylight, A lover’s art, Adrift in white. Keeper of my heart, A song into the night, Where do I start? Where do I begin? We beat apart " Caress my skin. © 2017 ElizaB |
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