The sun shining on your skin
The glow of your smile
The feeling I get makes me want to stay awhile
The sparkle in your eyes, it's always so hard to say goodbye
Listening to your heartbeat at night, your love will always be my light
Tattoos on your skin, telling me where you have been
The joy in your life, is something I always wanna be a part of, no lie.
The days we spend, I hope never come to an end
About the Creator
Cha cha
I write about my personal life experiences in poems or journal writings. Like everyone else, Im finding my place
The Business of Nature
Dew drops reflected the light of the sun. The inhabitants of Whispering Woods woke up to the golden droplets of water on the leaves of the flora. The oaks particularly enjoyed the light and the maples did, too. Happiness enveloped all who lived there, even the rocks that cried out in the night delighted in the morning.
By Skyler Saundersabout 22 hours ago in Fiction
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