As she lays her head on my
bare chest, she fiddles with my sternum, talking incessantly
about this world.
With all her lifelike eloquence
My soul is interlaced with hers, with finesse.
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PoesieHighest Rank #10 (19.11.2016) Scribbling in the world of, "Musings, Drama, Monochromes, Confetti and few words sprinkled with Stardust." Metaphor Intended! Compilation of poetic crisp tales.
Her Love.
As she lays her head on my
bare chest, she fiddles with my sternum, talking incessantly
about this world.
With all her lifelike eloquence
My soul is interlaced with hers, with finesse.