After the sunsets
I feel the silhouettes
I feel the wavelets
Decreasing breaths
I can feel death
I was desperate
But I wasn't dead yet
My head on your chest
Laying in bed
I was devoted
Hopelessly
I can feel your heart beat
I feel your scent
It was sweet
I can feel the blue
I can feel the hew
I can feel you :)<3
YOU ARE READING
Colors sunsets carnations
PoetryI can't really say if this is a story or not a story But it has some story line to them So I guess it kinda is I guess Maybe you did really hated bright colors I hated them too But whenever I'm with you I can't help it but to feel those bright color...
