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Lips and the Rain

Poetry By: sirenscalling

For my boyfriend :)

Submitted:Jan 5, 2013    Reads: 15    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Gentle lips press against mine

And I am lost in his touch.

His arms rest around my waist,

Which had disappeared under his coat;

Of which I had stolen when

The weather turned against us.

The warmth that resonates

Between our bodies --

Through soft t-shirts and

The rough texture of denim --

Steams in the cold rain.

Moments lost in time

Drag on,

And the stillness

Becomes sanctuary to the two lovers,

Who stand alone

On the darkened pavement

Of a city that the map forgot.


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