blue lips, red cheeks
eyes dilate
lips touch
cold air replaced with warmth
sunset skies
pull them closer
hold their hand
nirvana
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Wandering Into the Mind
Poetrythese are just random poems i make while i'm bored - some may not be recommended for younger people
Gloaming
blue lips, red cheeks
eyes dilate
lips touch
cold air replaced with warmth
sunset skies
pull them closer
hold their hand
nirvana
