when the sunlight
kisses my shoulder
i find myself wondering
if maybe
thats what your
lips feel like
but you are
not confined
to the light,
i feel you
even in the night
the harshest storms
are like sunshowers
because
youre the silver lining
in my downpour
(and i find myself
constantly
reaching out to you
for more)
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 1:00 PM UTC
when the sunlight
kisses my shoulder
i find myself wondering
if maybe
thats what your
lips feel like
but you are
not confined
to the light,
i feel you
even in the night
the harshest storms
are like sunshowers
because
youre the silver lining
in my downpour
(and i find myself
constantly
reaching out to you
for more)
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