A/N: Honestly can't believe I'm on post number 40 already?! Kind of crazy, if I'm being completely honest.
This one's dedicated to someone who's a bit newer in my life, I suppose. Haven't got much else to say about him. I can only hope you like what he's inspired in me.
Thank you to everyone who's been reading. I love feedback, so feel free to comment on anything you wish and tell me what you think! Much love <3
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I like the awestruck softening of your features, the sweet subdued silence and the pink in your cheeks. I like the lingering smile and the stuttering, the slow movement and your hesitation. I like the way you seem to bring time to a stand-still, moving to the beat of one, two, three heartbeats and awkward limbs and unsure words. I like the electricity in your eyes and the static in them that draws those from opposite shores and the lightning in them that pops like fireworks -- and I like you, and everything that you do.
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The Second Time
Поэзия☾ This is a book of drafts of dorky, hopeless poems, poem-ish works, and rants that usually make no sense whatsoever. I hope you enjoy reading them just as much as I enjoy writing them. ☽ Copyright © 2015 by something1d, all rights reserved. Poetry...
