The fog drops crystals in her hair as I hold her in my arms
She looks up at me with that look
Oh that look, that look
To see that light in her eyes when she faces me
The small tilt of her lips
I want to hold this moment forever
All is quiet with the exception of our breathing
The mist leaving us in this perfect place
To hold her here for eternity would be too short
Her lips touch mine and my soul shatters into the wind
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Poems...
PoetryJust a collection of poems that I've written over the years. I have notebooks full of my rambling & I thought I might post some of the better ones for any who would like to take a look. I do not profess to be very good, I just write whatever I feel...
