Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
to feel your touch upon my skin is to have the little snatches of happiness; a cup of coffee on a rainy day the scent of apple pie on Christmas morning five extra minutes on the clock before the alarm rings rush at me all at once
0
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 7:52 AM UTC
Untitled
to feel your touch upon my skin is to have the little snatches of happiness; a cup of coffee on a rainy day the scent of apple pie on Christmas morning five extra minutes on the clock before the alarm rings rush at me all at once
Written by
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 7:52 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem