A little something about longing, but from my twisted mind.
"I'll show you." she said. Her voice touching the bare walls of the room. "I'll touch you." she whispered. Breathing out another promise as her first words shattered into the empty spaces. The cold floor against my feet. Warmth spread out through the empty room, up the cracks of the ceiling and joined me as she put a finger to her lips. "Shhh!" she commanded. I was all still, watching...Read On
Added: 09 Apr 2009 | Category: Love Poems |
Avg Score: 4.56 |
Words: 274 |
Tags: surreal
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