The river
Pecked the shore
I saw your crimson lips
The sun
Kissing the skyline imprinted
Memories of waking by your side
Autumn set around me
Cold wind on my neck
In place of your heated skin
The seasons change makes me ache
To shed clothes like leafs from trees
To cover and compliment you
With the colors of my heart
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 1:26 PM UTC
The river
Pecked the shore
I saw your crimson lips
The sun
Kissing the skyline imprinted
Memories of waking by your side
Autumn set around me
Cold wind on my neck
In place of your heated skin
The seasons change makes me ache
To shed clothes like leafs from trees
To cover and compliment you
With the colors of my heart
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