Corey
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CATEGORY
life
He,
he is...
he is as close
to me as my skin
through my pores he
invades
me
awakening
untouched places
marking me thoroughly with his distinctive scent
so I could
breathe only him
endlessly
his
smile my
silver lining for
grey skies bursting clouds
into golden sunshine
​he
glows on me
like the moon and stars
does midnight
sweetfully he accentuates
my life
spiritually moving me
souldeep into him
I
began
and end
with his existence
to
him
I endlessly
belong
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©cj
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Kingqadardwon' says: This is such a great, beautifully, and uniquely written expression... Thank you for sharing.. Keep up the great work |
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2b2b2 says: BEAUTIFUL Capture |
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Corey says: Hi King, I'm happy you enjoyed the read and thanks so much for the kind words and supporting fellow poets! Be blessed! |
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Corey says: Hello 2b, Thanks for taking time to read and show a sista some love. I appreciate it! Love |
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Woven says: Reads like an eternal rapture of love. How beautifully phrased! |
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alexiscoon4135 says: I relate to this type of penetration. This type of longing. Thank you for this beautiful piece. |
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Ms.Toya2 says: Very nice work |
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