Trembling
You shake meto my core.
How much I love you
is infinitely.
I am without words
to describe whats inside...
But feel, as you kiss me,
my lips tremble.
Trembling
You shake meMorsetBillie commented on Trembling
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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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