June 22, 2022
My head resting on your lap, my body laying across the seats.
Music being turned up louder, filling in the words not spoken.
The roar of your truck and the bouncing from all the rocks and bumps.
The smiles on our faces as we keep catching the other looking, the thoughts of secrets flashing between.
Your hand caressing my face, my neck, my hair, making my eyes flutter shut.
I can feel that I'm suffocating,
All the love I want to proclaim, stuck in my throat.
Such an overwhelming feeling of wishing we could stay right here.
For this night to never end, the feeling to never go away.
It's like words have completely left me and all I can hope for is that you can feel it radiating off me.
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Chaotically Organized
PoetryWelcome to my chaotic mind, expressed in free verse poetry that just down right sucks, however it is the process of expression and finding myself. From healing, to pain, to falling down again, to hoping to find myself. Chaotically organized and sh...
