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Sep 2015
Boy
There's something about this boy
He makes my heart gallop
My breath jagged
My skin flush
I stare at him with heart shaped eyes
All I see is an aching, walking dream
He has waltzed away with my heart
It is dark now and the stars are out
He is lying next to me
I am writing with my eyes closed
I smell the dirt and sweat on him
He stares into my eyes intently
I bite my lip and twitch as his gaze
He kisses me the way every girl dreams
I grab him by the nape of his neck
And pull him in closer
His body heat making me glow
The moon blushing at our very shadows
He whispers about Love and Always
I feel someone nudging my shoulder
I jolt awake and realize it was another dream
He's not mine
His lips never came crashing down on me
He never looked well within my soul
But I must dream of us in a world of words.
The Broken Poet
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The Broken Poet  Texas
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