There's a stranger in the dark
One who might be mine
One who might hold me in their arms
Where the sweet nothings aren't nothing
Kiss me like it was my first
Love me like it was my last
Help me feel a spark
A connection i've never felt
To owe it only to
The the passing night lights
Shining like a pale, bright star
And the stranger in the dark
Of whomst was only a shadow
YOU ARE READING
47 Hours Without You
PoésieNames kinda weird. It's literally the first thing that popped into my head so yeah. Another poetry book cause its the only thing i'm good at writing. Enjoy!! Also check out my entry for the #toalltheboyscontest : https://w.tt/2NGHDOq
