Quiet HoursA Poem by kdbryant
I long for the quiet hours;
Two in the morning and your breath upon my skin, All softness in sleep Where our jagged edges meld into Blurred lines. Insomnia; Because I am glued to you And i don't know if I'll ever Look away long enough To sleep. Her is where we fit Puzzle pieces Into the gaps between Our fingers, Yours and mine.
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Added on August 7, 2013 Last Updated on August 7, 2013 AuthorkdbryantAlbertville , ALAboutA young writer just trying to get started in life. Trying to stay inspired and hopefully share that inspiration with as many people as I can. more..Writing
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