Her breath smelled like the morning tea,
Honey drizzled on her lips,
The vanilla around her
Sweetened your mood.
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why I should have listened
ŞiirThis is a direct journey into my mind through poems, most inspired by pain others created through pure thought and draft. I hope to push forth and express the emotions brought into each poem.. or to leave a sense of ecstacy. Enjoy!
~ unfamiliar
Her breath smelled like the morning tea,
Honey drizzled on her lips,
The vanilla around her
Sweetened your mood.
