Rain pounded down outside
Vibrating off window panes
Resetting the cadence of time
Our hearts were stepping to
Fingers sat tangled in my hair
As whispering breath lingered
Around curves we’d laid bare
Distant thunder beat its chest
As our souls exchanged light
Two lives connected and directed
Like moths fighting to feel fire
Some things don’t require voice
Just a free falling into places lost
Inside the storm brewing inside
HASTYWORDS 
Mmmmmmm scrumptious 🙂 Love it.
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very beautiful!!
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gorgeous poetry!
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beautifully written.
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Even in the quiet moments, so much expression 🙂
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Reblogged this on barclaydave and commented:
Wonderful words, beautifully joined, who can ignore beauty’s wisdom?
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Beautiful!
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