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...

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