That little kiss on the forehead
The warmth of her hand in mine
Sitting so close with her head on my shoulder that
It made me afraid
I had to wake up from this beautiful dream one day
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PoetryA poetry book of my feelings, inspired by those who loved me and those who I love.
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That little kiss on the forehead
The warmth of her hand in mine
Sitting so close with her head on my shoulder that
It made me afraid
I had to wake up from this beautiful dream one day
[8.9.22]