Poems from christingood
Our breath mingles
my mind spins
my heart races
a rush of endorphins
gets me elated
as our lips meet
as our limbs entwine
as you hold me...
bare feet, rags flow
in the bone-chilling breeze
and those below
stare at her dirty legs, free
as one crosses the other
on and on she...
Life is intertwined, like an intricate web, one event leads to another forming our existence.
Without that night you might not have been...