She knows. She knows the way the moon shines on the sea of feelings and the way the moon rocks the oceans like the goddess above her. She rocks my world, she loves the way the sun can show the darkness of my heart and my spine. She puts me to rest as she lays her heart into mine as we breathe in love, exhales with passion and knowing where I lay she loves until I wake once again. She's above me in the way of life and knows it, shows it with no regrets.
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Inbetween
PoetryHello, I don't write to inform you or to show you my life story. I write to show that you can move on from the past and let go. The only way you can move on it is to forgive yourself and the people who have hurt your soul. I write for the damaged, t...
