Temperature rise
You are the home, that was always meant for my heart and soul.
Trail To Pass
Free Verse Poetry
Imprints of your etched words in the carbon papers of my heart never dry,
Surreal an escape
His smile contagious, walk within water
I am a fire(burning in your heart)I am a tempest(keening in your soul)I am an earthquake (shimmering down your spine)I am a…
A Quatrain
I breathe your name in smoke and sighs
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