I'm lying here beside you.
I'm also a million miles away.
But it doesn't matter
Because I know you'll still be there when I get back.
One arm around me
One behind your head.
Eyelashes stroking your cheeks.
The rise and fall of your chest like the tides
Away from the blood and the shit and the boredom of everyday life,
It's hard to imagine any reason to leave.
It's the gritty sticky tarmac of my heart
That you've walked across.
Leaving your handprints and footprints
Your words, the very essence of you.
And its since dried, solidified.
Leaving those marks that you made
Forever imprinted on me.
YOU ARE READING
31 Days Of Imagination (Poetry)
PoetryI set myself a challenge for this month to write a new thing every day. This is the outcome, I hope you like it. I will be adding stuff as I go along. NOTE- PLEASE DON'T JUST READ THE FIRST POEM IN THIS SERIES, MAYBE CHOOSE ONE AT RANDOM! :)
