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For Chrissy~
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Pedestals. Looking at you
i cannot help
but feel attracted to,
dark hair
blue eyes
and sharp teeth.
being near
close enough to feel
your breathing,
as you lay next to me
sleeping,
i'm unable to keep my hands
from reaching,
your skin
where shoulders exposed
through the sleeves of
your shirt
kissed sweetly,
and these mild heart beats skipping,
like stones to the rhythm of my soul
as i want you, for me.
There appears to be nothing more beautiful and tragic than love poetry. Why tragic? In part because everything in life is so temporary that even the greatest things like love eventually fade… then again some may argue that love never fades since God is love and he is forever faithful.
This was a light yet honest piece that brought warmth to me heart. Idealizing our mate begets loving ‘em.