i remember that day
the feeling of your warmth.
all the puddles dancing
rains composing songs.
the playfulness of your fingers,
somehow always finding mine.
the smell of your sweat
combined with the wet earth
i can only define as 'divine'.
your grin was playful
and so was your mood
your breath on my neck
aah, it made me swoon.
the rains had stopped
the cloud gave way,
the flowers seemed to
stare and giggle looking,
at our awkward embrace.
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feels
Randomthere is birth, growing, living, loving, hurting, rinse and repeat and there is thought that goes in all of these stages of life. this is a collection of those thoughts. they're songs, poems, or just brain activity that keeps me awake. I don't know...
