(This one was started by me and finished by my girlfriend.)
When you look at me it's like warm pure water is pouring into a dark empty soul.
Filling it from the seas that are your eyes .
The sparks of your heart lights mine so it burns bright.
The wind reminds me of your whispers against my skin.
And just like that my senses are back again.
YOU ARE READING
Poems From a Mad mind.
PoetryPoems I have written. They tend to be quick reads. Some sad, happy, depressing, deep, and everything in between. They are not all good but I like to think I have a few good ones scattered through. Some are short some are longer. So are simple some a...
