Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2014
It feels like New Years all over again out here, but my feet don't hurt,
and I'm not chilled to the bone.
There's always been that insurmountable amount of space
b   e   t   w   e   e   n
my body and yours,
and I still want to kiss you ever so badly.
It's misting now, and it's kin to the haze in my head.
I miss you
Written by
Revenant  Texas
   Brittany Zedalis
Please log in to view and add comments on poems