SaturdayA Poem by Adora.xoblehIn those dusty dawn moments, When your warmth pressed into my back Defining the near-perfection with which, We fit against one another, I forgot, That there was a world, Living and breathing, Outside those walls, Cold and real and iridescent. When dusk tickled us with its warm breeze, And your fingertips burned trails along my spine Like a scribe writing out tales to be told For a million lifetimes, I forgot, That there was a world, Real and intense, Waiting outside your walls, To tear me away from our dream. In those gauzy moments Like morning dew, I swear I was floating, Lost in you. © 2014 Adora.xoReviews
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Added on August 17, 2014Last Updated on August 17, 2014 Tags: romance, romantic poetry, poetry AuthorAdora.xoThe One That's Non-Existant As Far As You're Concerned., British Columbia, CanadaAboutSo that you will hear me So that you will hear me my words sometimes grow thin as the tracks of the gulls on the beaches. Necklace, drunken bell for your hands smooth as grapes. And I wat.. more..Writing
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