because we're the only people who can...The darkness, and the icy wind nipping every inch of your skin
And the spark as his lips touch yours, and the way it feels to have
your body pressed against him.
And the beautiful night highlighted by amber glows of streetlamps
The glint of frost..
And throughout the daily chaos
The blood, and the screams and the broken dreams
Life is still beautiful..
This is a really nice poem, I really like it, definitely a keeper. Do you mind if I copy and paste it and keep it in my little book of favourite poems from around the world...Only I will see it but I don't like taking them without asking first :)
ReplyDeleteYes of course :) keep it x
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