Monday, March 9, 2015

New


You speak like a magpie song,
You walk like a river snakes,
You laugh and the clouds have a silver lining,
You look at me and I feel the sweet rush of a waterfall,
Your touch is hot as the harsh sun on my skin,
You kiss me and I am as misty as the morning dew,
I feel new, thanks to you.
My new lover - I warmed up to you.
I almost think I thawed in you.

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