Butterfly KissesA Poem by Emma Cathryn
Kiss me
under the mistletoe, twilight, when falls the snow. Chimney heat touches my fingertips. When I'm with you my smile grows. Pleased with the sense of your nose, pressed into mine, butterfly kisses. Oh, doesn't it show how when I'm with you my face just glows. © 2013 Emma Cathryn |
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Added on January 23, 2013 Last Updated on January 23, 2013 AuthorEmma CathrynRoyal Oak, MIAbouti'm emma. in a relationship. just a writer and awkward self harmer. more..Writing
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