brown never was favorite color
until they landed on me in a crowded room
iv never breathed at the same pace as another
until you showed my lungs how
never have limbs been a barrier against evil
until your arms wrapped around me
the sun was the sun
until you took its place
the blood in my veins was cold
until my heart caught your flames
you keep me warm
you keep me safe
until you carry me away to our sweet escape
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Wild Child
Poesiathis is a book of poetry just like any other. the big difference is ... its mine and no one else. thats why you should read it. not that I'm trying to be cocky, I'm trying to give you a good enough reason to read this collection poems instead of jus...
