Wednesday, January 23, 2019

take the time to die within her arms


my lyrics lavishing the lines describing how i feel

could never find the perfect rhyme to properly reveal

the beauty dancing on your skin that’s swaying in my arms

i tremble and assemble your captivating charms

 

influencing my poetry as we dance cheek to cheek

and as you move your lips to mine i find i am too weak

to write another word about expectant ecstasy

just let me die amid the sighs suffocating breathlessly

 

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