Melt into MistA Poem by Zan
In the silence, a heart beat
a feather-light touch a candle-wick soul one spark is enough to light me on fire gone up in smoke this raging desire material dreams. I find, as you kiss me that I cease to exist even closer you pull me and I melt into mist.
© 2015 Zan |
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