sing the chorus

ClutchTheDawn
ClutchTheDawn Posts: 160
edited June 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I can feel her there
a sea of raised arms
swaying with all their
pent up insecurities
if I reach far enough
breaking the distance
I can brush sweat
from her forehead
place my hand on her waist
sing the chorus
‘til the throat hurts
and the morning is speechless
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  • CHANGEinWAVES
    CHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    I like this:)
    I can see the crowd;)
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"

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