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music
like a soft, slow kiss on the cheek
an untrimmed face brushing again yours
it's the middle of the night
slow dancing with a stranger turned friend
the strum of the guitar is a lullaby
in this slow motion world
words caress your ear like soft hair
falling over your face as your lover leans over you
your eyes are heavy lidded
smiling is a lazy effort- contented with only half
I like running my fingers over the one crease
the feel of your hand over mine
even as the song ends
it echos through the infinite night
- by wisegirlnamerya |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/01/2011 |
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- Title: music
- Artist: wisegirlnamerya
- Description: Just words that get in my head during slow songs.
- Date: 10/01/2011
- Tags: music
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