sessydolphin

Looking down on the day that she took what was hers and walked away, Looking down as if it was the worst day of life, The way she looked at me just before she walked out that door, Need not hold thy heart, So many words come to mind, Blood rushes threw the veins, There is a high like the peak of climax, Eyes looking at her, Body motioned towards her, She speaks to in so little of words If it wasn’t love in thy heart for her, you would miss every word she said. Thy feet cemented to the warm floor in this warm house, She turns away head high focused on getting away, Stripped, of warmth, A moment in warm like the summer be