1930A Poem by C Peril
Just writing to say that last night, for the first time,
you rested your head against my chest. For the first time in a long, long time everything was ok. Everything was right. I could get the dictionary out. Thesaurus. Some of the old, treasured lines. Write you to oblivion, and tell you I was lost in your eyes, drowning in your smile: hearts, heaven, destiny. And that drivel. [Don't get me wrong, there's time for that if everything pans out.] And yes, on the train back home, the sight of your copper coloured hair on my jumper... the fact that I could still smell your scent. Oh wow. But mostly what I wish to convey is that for the first time in such a long damn time, everything was right. It felt good to be alive.
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1 Review Added on March 21, 2024 Last Updated on March 21, 2024 AuthorC PerilGY, Humberside, United KingdomAboutCreeping quietly towards 30 years of age. Based in Nowheresville, England. Writer (if we're being liberal with the term). Reader. Hoper. Believer. Lover of music and LFC. more..Writing
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