Warmth emanates from one,
They're encased in a bubble of security,
How can water be so close,
Yet not ready to burst?
Not catching the tongue of fire,
Simply wavering next to the sun,
The center of her universe,
She's melting for all the right reasons.
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Pawsitive Poetry
PoetryThis poetry thing is mighty hard, but I'll give it a go. Featuring my photography ;P (still need to take photos for most recent chapters) Highest rank // # 378 in Poetry, 4/18/17 First rank? // # 911 in Poetry, 3/24/17
