The Morning Light

A Poem by Kimberlee

The grandest gesture

Do you think,

Is the morning light,

Pouring like creme

Onto rubescent skin?

In those doughy cheeks

That behold pooled eyes,

My Beloved,

Are you not thankful

To be Alive?

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Added on January 30, 2015
Last Updated on January 30, 2015

I'm a student in college studying the social sciences. I've been writing my entire life, and hiding it for about the same time. more..