Fleeting glances,
Silent passes,
Your eyes locked on mine.
Sway to the left,
Just out of breath,
All for the very first time.
Sway to the right,
Feelings, don't fight,
Now it's for you that I long.
Dancing together,
Set on each other,
All to that very first song.
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Poetry of Me
PoetryThis is a continuation of Poured Out on Paper. Filled with happiness, love, anger, and lust, here's to another poetry book, and to a whole new adventure... (:
