M U S I C
your voices dance
twirling and spinning
pirouetting in my ears
contorting their bodies
into beautiful shapes
the rhythm
tattooing my mind
your heartbeat
in time with mine
what keeps us both alive
the light that touches
my face
if only we could
be together for eternity
i would be
happier than
a child with flowers.
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Poetryrandom trash poems they're kinda bad but I like writing when I'm bored hope you like it enjoy bon appetite
