4th of JulyA Poem by Tamika Finley
Sparks in the sky..
Bursting in colors.. Taking me high.. Amusing I.. With your sounds.. Never failing to amaze I.. Flamed high.. Tickling my nose.. Burning in the sky.. Naturally we ignite, and I.. The sensation of your touch.. Never allowing the fire to die, and I.. Love how we would touch the sky.. With your taste.. Taking me high.. Up in the sky.. Together.. And High.. You and I.. Popping like the 4th of July.
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Added on July 18, 2015Last Updated on July 18, 2015 AuthorTamika FinleyDetroit, MIAboutI am from Detroit, Michigan but I'll be moving to Florida to start my college experience in the fall. I love to read and write, listen to music, laugh. Sex and the city, Dexter and that 70's show are .. more..Writing
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