Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2013
With a whisk of the hand you take me away
Turning into your embrace I'm left with no words to say
But why should I say anything?
Let the music speak my words
And your body reply

         m.h.
Miranda
Written by
Miranda  F/Georgia, U.S.
(F/Georgia, U.S.)   
492
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems