The train of your dress,
shimmers in the darkness,
like the stars I collected,
for our amorous night.
You're skin melting into my skin,
as we both become one.
C.
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Subconscious Mind
PoetryMaybe someday, our aching hearts will mend, and the bond that connects us for a lifetime, won't ever be broken. ••• Subconscious /sʌbˈkɒn(t)ʃəs/ of or concerning the part of the mind of which one is not fully aware but which influences one's actions...
Ninety Four.
The train of your dress,
shimmers in the darkness,
like the stars I collected,
for our amorous night.
You're skin melting into my skin,
as we both become one.
C.
