The First.A Poem by bathtime
Under black and starry skies
My eyes twinkle in the dark You lean in slowly A smile cracking your lips slightly I feel the warmth of your breath Gently graze my skin Your blue eyes staring deep into mine The hair on your face tickles my cheek As our lips meet, a feeling rushes over me Complete and utter happiness- perfection. © 2015 bathtime |
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Added on September 11, 2015 Last Updated on September 11, 2015 Author |