A perfect morning is
waking up in your bed
nestled against your bones
the scent of fallen leaves and fresh snow
wafting in through the open window
the soft murmurs as you awaken
as you rest your lips on my neck
as we breathe together
as we start the day together
there is nothing sweeter than this
there is nothing sweeter than you
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Bare Bones
PoesieA collection of poems following a personal tale of heartbreak and healing. A note about the layout: Part 1: crave is the beginning. The inner workings of my relationship. The struggle we had with love. Part 2: ache is the breakup. All of the p...
