"Cosmic kisses?" He asked. "So you're saying that my kisses are out of this world?"
"No." I answered simply. "Cosmic means something else to me."
"What is cosmic to you, then?"
"Cosmic is a billion, tiny, little stars out in the darkest abyss. Cosmic is little droplets of tears on your muscled back. Cosmic is the twilight. Cosmic is a feeling I often get when I'm with you. Cosmic is in your arms and in the sweet taste of your kisses."
-
For Him. xxx
YOU ARE READING
Him, The Galaxy and The Darkness
PoetryThis is my poetry/ventings/stuff My poetry is basically inspired by many things, such as songs and feelings and dreams but mainly about my ex-lover... Every thought is about him. So... This is for my lover. I love you.
