Every star is falling
for us tonight,
my love.
Peircing the midnight silence
like the sight of
sin filled tears
spilling over the rims
of slate gray eyes.
Drape this sadness
upon my shoulders,
and bring me down
like you always do.
The end of everything
is in our hands,
and devastation
on our lips.
I cant decide
which is worse,
the taste of whiskey
in your kiss,
or the sinful way
you rock my hips.
And, I swear,
we're falling with the stars.
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Written January 28th, 2006
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this is an amazing poem!I really love the concept behind it. It's so sad, but in a good way. The kind of sadness that makes you want to keep reading! Great write! ~ Danielle~
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As always, another wonderful write! i love how emotional it is. like regret meets pleasure meets regret lol. nice one! love you!
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This is great I love it. Great write. I love:
I cant decide
which is worse,
the taste of whiskey
in your kiss,
or the sinnful way
you rock my hips.
Great write!!! -
this is good babe
its amazing
i know exactly what it is saying.
super great job
~peace out~
♥laceyloo -
amazing job babe i love it
I cant decide
which is worse,
the taste of whiskey
in your kiss,
or the sinnful way
you rock my hips.
Thats deff my fav part
xoxo -
interesting write. I take it this has something to do with someone you love? Being deceptive towards you but at the same time trying to make you feel good though those feelings are at the bottom of a bottle clinging to her breath. Maybe I am wrong but that is why we are here, to understand the authors mind. Good write
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