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It was like falling (I could never capture a picture of the clouds) I was holding his hand and magic flew from his fingertips (I would sit on the train and stare for hours) The honey sweetness of his breath was like ******* to my soul (For the longest time I wondered why the pictures looked so dull) The skin at the nape of his neck made my heart ache (I was so tender) It was so tender (The amount of snapshots thrown away, countless times I tried) I was folded up in him, every vibration of his voice made me tremble (So fleeting was the sky) His features carved into my skull bone (So elusive)
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Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 12:11 AM UTC
Falling (Through Clouds)
It was like falling (I could never capture a picture of the clouds) I was holding his hand and magic flew from his fingertips (I would sit on the train and stare for hours) The honey sweetness of his breath was like ******* to my soul (For the longest time I wondered why the pictures looked so dull) The skin at the nape of his neck made my heart ache (I was so tender) It was so tender (The amount of snapshots thrown away, countless times I tried) I was folded up in him, every vibration of his voice made me tremble (So fleeting was the sky) His features carved into my skull bone (So elusive)
I would think of him on the train ride back from visiting my hometown as I stared at the clouds. I wanted to capture the beauty of the clouds as much as I wanted to capture the fleetingly precious moments I had with him.
#love#clouds#twopoems
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Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 12:11 AM UTC
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