As I looked across the pier,
the sky changes from blue to pink.
Waves crashing softly amidst the rocks.
The cool wind embraces me despite,
three layers wrapped on me,
and frosted my fingertips.
My ears are cold.
All I ask,
as the sun sinks towards the sea.
Is for you to hold me.
Hold me.
In your loving arms.
Warm my neck with your soft lips.
And take me home,
with the hearth of your everlasting love.
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A Moment In Time
PoetryA collection of poetry, excerpts, thoughts, memories, proses, narratives and shorts dedicated to my favorite moment in time. Break ups are a hell of a fight. A fight between you, your thoughts and the world around you. I've decided to put into word...
