.....................A Poem by brianna vega
the feel of his scratchy beard in my hand was almost too much to handle
arms wrapped tight i stole his life in a nanosecond he was mine i watch his body lie upon the bed its not enough yet its just way too much © 2011 brianna vega |
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Added on March 9, 2011 Last Updated on March 9, 2011 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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