Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
our tongues were postponed in ecstasy and now i can feel the tension mold around the warm glow of your breath the tremor of my body is born in my heart and etched in cold swingsets.
0
Nov 13, 2012
Nov 13, 2012 at 10:51 PM UTC
first thing i've written in a month
our tongues were postponed in ecstasy and now i can feel the tension mold around the warm glow of your breath the tremor of my body is born in my heart and etched in cold swingsets.
david-badgerow
Written by
34/M/American
Nov 13, 2012
Nov 13, 2012 at 10:51 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem