I Met HerA Poem by Rhea752
I met her in a sweaty room of teenagers
I met her underneath flashing lights I met her in the thrums of music I met her with our clothes skin tight I met her through moist palms and heat I met her in gyrating cesspool of hormones I met her in an act of rebellion I met her in the shrill cry of a trombone I met her through smoke and dust I met her through a high I met her in passion and tears I met her through winded breaths and sighs I met her in the dark and light I met her in flashes of when I could see I met her in a haze of adreniline I met her and then I met me
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7 Reviews Added on June 18, 2013 Last Updated on June 18, 2013 AuthorRhea752Middle Of My Daydreams, FLAboutI am a 15 year old girl who loves to read, write, act, and draw. I just started writing seriously about 2 years ago. I've been published a few times in small online magazines. I am trying to find out .. more..Writing
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