We are the beginning
Of the end
The hope pulsing
Behind brown sugar skin
Dissipating
Fading with the setting sun
Darkness settles
Cloaks thrown over bare shoulders
Goose flesh dancing
Waltzing across pale skin
Raw
Tender to the touch
A freshness so ripe
It drips with youth
Raindrops across ***** window panes
Born anew
Flooded with the glow of promise
Balanced nimbly on our pinkies fingertips
We will surface again
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC
We are the beginning
Of the end
The hope pulsing
Behind brown sugar skin
Dissipating
Fading with the setting sun
Darkness settles
Cloaks thrown over bare shoulders
Goose flesh dancing
Waltzing across pale skin
Raw
Tender to the touch
A freshness so ripe
It drips with youth
Raindrops across ***** window panes
Born anew
Flooded with the glow of promise
Balanced nimbly on our pinkies fingertips
We will surface again
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