Bubbling infatuation
A sweetness when lips meet
It's love at first touch
When we're wrapped beneath the sheets
Moonrise,
The signal to meet again
Sunrise,
The moment it all ends
Days spent worlds apart
Late nights filled with kisses
Bound by fruitless passion
When it comes to us, Cupid misses
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The Ink I Bleed (Poems)
PoesíaCold steel kisses my skin, A sweet melody as it opens, Release the soul kept within, Let it run, Let it live. A book of poems. © 2014 Nicholas Stephenson. All rights reserved.
