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My heart feels heavy,
You weaken my knees,
Is it the silence?
I'm forgetting to breathe.
Our Chests are tight,
Your Eyes are bright,
I'm longing for us dancing on the common,
Are you forgetting about me tonight?
Your mouth feels like poetry,
Lips tying tongues on the seams,
Your burning touch,
Is all I need.
Unwinding minds to a Missguided night,
Stumbles along the common is a recollection of you and I,
Are we dreaming?
Is this just living?
Are we just lies?
My heart feels heavy,
You weaken my knees,
Is it the silence?
I'm forgetting to breathe.
Our Chests are tight,
Your Eyes are bright,
I'm longing for us dancing on the common,
Are you forgetting about me tonight?
Are you forgetting about me tonight?
Are you forgetting about me tonight?
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The Essence of Poetry.
PoetryA selection of poetry I have wrote over the years. Finally feel ready to present it and what better place than on here for you all. The privilege of being the first to see it's true essence. TAE.
