His hands
Strong and thick
Wrapped around mine
Soft touch
Warm embrace
The scent of him
Overwhelms my head
I feel drowsy
Sinking
Slowly
Into his arms
Once more
At peace
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- Gathered Roses
- I am a thirteen, almost fourteen, year old girl who is going to start High School next year. I have a passion for writing, and have decided to start this blog as a way of sharing my pieces with you, the readers. I love critique, so if you have some, post a comment! Hope you enjoy these as much as I enjoyed writing them for you.
now THIS is good, because it stays on a central topic and has motion, rhythm, flow, and imagery. :) me likey.
ReplyDeletethanks! *hugs Elsha*
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