A Friend 3
A Friend 2

WaitingWaitingWaiting
Waiting for it The parting of lips The intake of breath Softly stepping forward Holding your hands Gently embracing you in my arms Feeling your shower of silk against my Shoulder as you lay your head on me Whispering in your ear words of love and passion Feeling you snuggle closer to me as if To hide from the wind Smelling your sweet scent of cherry blossoms in the wind Gently sliding my hand through your hair Admiring its golden sheen Getting lost in thoughts of you Slowly turning in circles Keeping harmony together
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"Dead is the new alive
Despair's the new survival
A pointless point of view"
Emilie Autumn
my stock *ro-stock
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I reject your reality and substitute it with my own.
Member of Semi-Sweeties [link]
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"Dead is the new alive
Despair's the new survival
A pointless point of view"
Emilie Autumn
my stock *ro-stock
thankies for faving my poem
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