For once I sipped lightly on my
bittersweet, morning coffee,
for every time it pricked the tip
of my tongue, it reminded me
so effortlessly of the taste of
your lips; from that summer's
night when you walked me home.
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
