It was so dark,
The door was closed.
And the shinning sun was hidden away.
It was just you and me on my couch.
The light from the little lamp,
Playing shadows on your neck.
It would have been so easy to lose myself in you that day.
To let my already thawing heart,
Fall to the ground.
To breathe in the smell of you,
Of your mildew.
To let you do what you do,
With your languid demeanor,
Steal me away.
YOU ARE READING
All For You.
Poetry*First Place Winner in Poetry - The Quill Awards* ❝All the tears, All the sleepless nights. All the 2 a.m. poetry, All the brilliant lights. All the second guessing, All the wrongs and rights. It is all for ...
