I sat in the soft white sand, dreaming about the things we used to say. I kept looking over the oceans horizon as your soft kiss embrazed my neck with a sudden chill in the back. I saw the smirk you gave I felt your happy auror tightening around me, it felt pure and lovely, just maybe it felt a bit like home. I wouldn't know. .
You know you could play me like a piano. Make me dance as if I'm your little Pinocchio. But I'm glad you kept smiling like I'm the prettiest little thing you ever saw. And I'm glad your head rests on my shoulder with your fingers tightening between mine as you look over to the mermaids I am glad, for darling, I don't know if the world has ever been this beautiful before.
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Midnight Poetry
PuisiWelcome to "Midnight Poetry" It's a simple poetry book that contains all and random poetry topics. It's nothing special and hopefully not so bad either , I'll let you decide which one it is. Thank you and hope you enjoy the book.
