Bleeding hearts,
Holding hands,
Entwined fingertips.
Soft lips parting after each breath,
Light touches down a spine,
Sweet rose petals falling,
Tender embraces.
Infinity.
YOU ARE READING
Vᥱrsᥱs
PoetryBeing a writer, my brain is filled with glorious ideas. I want to give my words life- and these are mine.
