your fingertips
on my skin
like soft sunlight
kissing the seas
my fingers
through your hair
like gentle wind
amongst bumble bees
but my heart
you broke
like cracking thunder
through the breeze
you felt so calm
but you left
my skin grew cold
like storm-broken trees
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC
your fingertips
on my skin
like soft sunlight
kissing the seas
my fingers
through your hair
like gentle wind
amongst bumble bees
but my heart
you broke
like cracking thunder
through the breeze
you felt so calm
but you left
my skin grew cold
like storm-broken trees
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