She burns my skin,
this heart alive,
holding everything,
I mean to be,
awake inside,
it all exists,
her parts of me,
like sunlight felt,
when whispers fade,
like morning rain
upon my skin,
renewing me,
forever more,
this love,
these thoughts,
are all I want,
and care to be,
nothing more.
Hai I like waffles.
- Marvin Koster
- Michigan, United States
- This is just a collection of some of the pieces I have written over the years. I wanted to put it all in a single collection. So here it is, with more to come.
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