the feel of your fingers on my skin
i shiver
the feel of your lips on mine
i pucker
the feel of your love touching my heart
my heart skips a beat
the feel of your hand in mine
i smile
the feel of you leaving me
i cry
left with a feeling of what we had
hopelessly wishing for you to come back
YOU ARE READING
when the night sets
Poetrywelcome to my collection of late night thoughts and feelings when the night sets this one is dedicated to @UncleJin for the amazingness that is herself but also for the gorgeous cover
