.maudlin.A Poem by Britanie
Do you remember when
We held each other Our naked bodies clinging On for life. Our tears merged into a pool of insecurities That neither of us were ready to admit with our tongues So our bodies found the ugliest places inside one another, And we still fell in love. © 2012 Britanie |
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Added on April 18, 2012 Last Updated on April 18, 2012 Author
BritanieMAAbout"I do not think there is a woman in whom the roots of passion shoot deeper than in me. The two elements of passion are rapture and melancholy. It seems to me, I am that incarnate." Free-flow writin.. more..Writing
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