Soft TouchA Poem by Simply Meag
A hand against my face
Warm as breath Fine as silk Makes a heart race Soft whispers do grace the air around us feels light and leaves no trace
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StatsAuthorSimply MeagMAAboutNew Englander. Small town country girl. I have a lucky pen. My creativity is like my heart without it I'd die. I love words. The way you can make someone feel what your feeling. more..Writing
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