Jul 2018
Wrapped up in waves of emotions.
He shines like the silver midnight
Moon-colder than a marble statue.
His poker-face could device anyone.
Yet every time he looks my way.
My heart beats my body shakes.
Lips softly kissed hearts touched.
Lost in his hungry lustful eyes.
Wishing we could stay in this moment.
He shines like the silver midnight
Moon-colder than a marble statue.
His poker-face could device anyone.
Yet every time he looks my way.
My heart beats my body shakes.
Lips softly kissed hearts touched.
Lost in his hungry lustful eyes.
Wishing we could stay in this moment.
This is a poem made from old notes that I had in an old poetry journal I would love some feedback if it needs more stanzas or not thanks
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