Wednesday, 5 October 2011

Poem: Only Ready

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Your voice runs through my head
Your touch lingers on my skin
You’re standing in front of me,
Eyes locked, body frozen
The sound of our hearts beating,
Echoing from the walls
I’m only ready to fall
If you’re going to be there through it all

What do you think?

-Esjae x

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