A memory of dancing
with sways and turns of psychedelic rain
Your body close to mine, your scent irresistible
Without touch I feel you tripping my senses
Placing your hand against the small of my back
Searing its imprint for days to come
The rhythm surrounding us, lifting us in and out of reality
Our bodies swaying to the beat of its drum
Render me not unconscious sweet, sweet memory
Fore here is where I am most secure
In this amazing
intriguing
Abyss of You
Poetry by LacyxDevine
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Written on 2022-01-27 at 21:28
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Abyss of You
The room full of music, filling my brainwith sways and turns of psychedelic rain
Your body close to mine, your scent irresistible
Without touch I feel you tripping my senses
Placing your hand against the small of my back
Searing its imprint for days to come
The rhythm surrounding us, lifting us in and out of reality
Our bodies swaying to the beat of its drum
Render me not unconscious sweet, sweet memory
Fore here is where I am most secure
In this amazing
intriguing
Abyss of You
Poetry by LacyxDevine
Read 184 times
Written on 2022-01-27 at 21:28
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