*Sunday Shortie 6*
The dark light.
Soap feels so good.
Running down my back,
Washing away the dark days.
The water-
It's an iceberg:
Melting away heat
That has started between us.
Promises.
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Poems of the Dearest Soul
PoetryPoems of the Dearest Soul. Eccentric. Makes your heart melt. These Poems and short stories are all what you need during your off time. Romance. Suicide. Adventure. Realistic Fiction. Any genre known to man (or woman) Comment what other poem you wa...
