Previously posted on December 3rd of 2017.
When you take
my breath away…
You have to give it
back, eventually.
Or at least offer
mouth-to-mouth.
Otherwise, it’s called
murder, Love!
.
Previously posted on December 3rd of 2017.
When you take
my breath away…
You have to give it
back, eventually.
Or at least offer
mouth-to-mouth.
Otherwise, it’s called
murder, Love!
.
Cyranny's Cove 
awesome poetry! xoo
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Thank you 🙂 It is so nice to know you enjoyed this! xx
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In a grey world
The colour
Fading with every day
Of her absence
And wondering
In every way
How I might love her
And beg her
To stay
In this vacuum
With our breath
Taken away
By beauty
And the things
We can’t say
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Brutus, I’d keep writing just to get these… You can deny your talent all you want 😉 I still enjoy your writing nonetheless xx Thank you!
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Beautiful and playful.
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Thank you dear Eleanor 🙂 xx
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Guilty. I’ve murdered plenty with this method.
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Quite a nice way to go, if you ask me 😉
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Ahh! Great job!
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Thank you 🙂 xx
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You are welcome. 🙂
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