A casual evening of coffee and thoughts
made me feel that you were far apart
Amongst my words and glances I made you come alive.
you breathed ,beneath the layers of my own skin
I awoke, to your gentle stride and touch
Don't fly away my paradise bird, put me to sleep with your lullaby.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 1:29 PM UTC
A casual evening of coffee and thoughts
made me feel that you were far apart
Amongst my words and glances I made you come alive.
you breathed ,beneath the layers of my own skin
I awoke, to your gentle stride and touch
Don't fly away my paradise bird, put me to sleep with your lullaby.
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