Wet LoveA Poem by burnhouseYou bathed in the moonlight
I was showered with your perfection We were swimming away from our fears The soft feeling of your skin was dripping down my fingers in the lake made of my tears The ocean kept the color of your eyes never caring if we changed our ways © 2014 burnhouseReviews
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