You're neither just a want or a need,
Almost like the air we breath.
If my last breath was sealed with a kiss,
I'd hope the lips were yours,
Leaving my aching heart at utter peace,
And bliss.
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Poetry Collection
Poetrythis is where I'm gonna keep a copy of my poetry while I collect poems for a bigger project in the future. I hope while I do so some people can enjoy these and possibly relate to them. I'd love if you left comments on them, i'll take and suggestions...
Air
You're neither just a want or a need,
Almost like the air we breath.
If my last breath was sealed with a kiss,
I'd hope the lips were yours,
Leaving my aching heart at utter peace,
And bliss.
