love greeted me with
a shaven face and white set of teeth
a soft touch
and a warm smile
it was the best way to begin
outside - the morning sky
left me floating
as if I was still dreaming
YOU ARE READING
A Day
PoetryLove has it's own ways. When two shouldn't be together, they meet and fall.
Morning
love greeted me with
a shaven face and white set of teeth
a soft touch
and a warm smile
it was the best way to begin
outside - the morning sky
left me floating
as if I was still dreaming
