Temperature DanceA Poem by Taylor.The heat.. and the chills.
From hot to cold.
This temperature dance is making me weak. Is this what I want? Of course it is you silly girl. You want to continue this cruel dance. He twirls me with heat and dips me into the freezing emotion below. You'll smile. You'll cry. I want him. I need him. May his ice never let me go. You will dance with the man until you shatter. he is worth it all.. I'll..Never dismiss this temperature dance. © 2013 Taylor. |
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2 Reviews Added on July 23, 2013 Last Updated on July 23, 2013 AuthorTaylor.saulte ste marie, canada, CanadaAboutHey, My name is Taylor. I am 15 years of age. This is my way of letting go of things I suppress. Pain, worries, ect. Thank you for reading (: more..Writing
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