Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2018
Running around the still night
I can barely believe it’s true
Nothing could feel more right
Than being here with you

I can barely believe it’s true
Nothing seemed more impossible
Than being here with you
It’s nothing short of phenomenal

Nothing seemed more impossible
Being in such close proximity
It’s nothing short of phenomenal
Surely this is serendipity

Being in such close proximity
Nothing could feel more right
Surely this is serendipity
Running around the still night
Written by
Blank  Maine
(Maine)   
183
   trf
Please log in to view and add comments on poems