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Tag: poem
Words I am too afraid to say to you
Late nights spent with you on my mind…
12:34 AMĀ
Your warm breath dances across my skin
The darkness falls victim to the sunrise
Our conversion to silence
Only our hushed breaths can be heard
Your head lays heavy In my lap
Staring at the moon
My fingers In your hair as you sleep
I’m In love you.
12:35 AM
The chill air hitting my skin
The sun falls victim to the darkness
Our love to nothingness
Only my hushed sobbing can be heard
Your picture lays In my lap
I am wishing for you
My head In my hands
I’m still In love with you.
- Mariah Miller AestheteAk