Green and brown,
Meet icy blue
A wonderful embrace.
Kissable lips
Turn into a smile
Did I just get saved?
Hand so soft and sweet
I hold them close to me
Accepting my fate.
Hands meet hands
Lips meet lips
Eyes meet eyes
I'll never get enough
Of this.
(((Spet 6, 2013)))

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Hidden Poetry
PoetryInside this book, is every poem I've written in the past year. Which people apparently love to read. Give it a try if you want, but this is how i survived most days and it means a lot to me. Inside you'll read poems I've shown to friends and poems I...