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Teenage Me

More poems from my teen years:


Your soft skin, so pale –
like the sweetest cream
engulfs my senses
(I can almost feel it
upon my finger tips)
Your eyes embrace me
and I nearly shake in your presence:
Goddess, please take me
The melody of your voice
plays the most wanted song
upon my ears.
Hair the color of gold
fire chariots
lines your face so precisely
and rests upon the small of your back.
I smell your essence linger
long after you’ve left my vision
(like Irish Crème and April rain)
forever your impression stays
in the reality of my mind. Continue reading Teenage Me