I see my heart skip a beat,
as I feel my eyes on you.
Longing to sense your touch on mine.
You look back my way.
I hear a cackle fill the cold air, turning me red.
You leave me hanging by an atom squeezing between us.
He's the missing note in my melody.
Together, we're a harmony.
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My Night-time Poetry
PoetryI sometimes write poems at night when I'm feeling too inspired to sleep, so this is my poem dump for when I can't sleep at 04:07 AM on a saturday. Please enjoy, and keep in mind this is just a side night hobby of mine, not perfect or professional in...
