Infatuation with a hint of guilt Longing for the dash, the s..
Added 2021-11-05 04:01:01 +0000 UTCInfatuation with a hint of guilt Longing for the dash, the sprint A dose of adrenaline My lips tingling, my chest rising and falling in a upbeat rhythm Thoughts like a cloud dissipating, now obscure Snippets of your presence, a stature of intrepid allure *full poem on my poetry blog under love poems -- link in bio 💝🌿🌼
