you took my hand
and whispered in my ears
'trust me, i've waited for you my whole life'
words, like the sweetest honey,
dripping from your lips
'i will teach you,
what love is supposed to feel like'
and all i felt
was your warm embrace,
your lips on mine,
your hands holding me close
who knew home could be a person?
YOU ARE READING
You hold my heart (still)
Poesiaour little mythology A collection of short poems and prose I've been working on these for the last two years, and finally felt good enough to collect, rewrite and edit it, so here we go. I'm finally done. And moved on. New chapter coming.
