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Beauty in the Trivial Things MAG

January 12, 2012
By Kenneth Flewelling BRONZE, Clinton, Maine
Kenneth Flewelling BRONZE, Clinton, Maine
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I stand there, my back to her,
her thin arms wrap around my waist.
And she rests her chin on my shoulder,
dark auburn hair flows down like thick syrup.
And I find I want to taste her again,
one sweet breath of fragrance and she holds me.
Whispers melt against my neck,
draining into my ear and it tickles
as it slowly trickles
down to where they lie silent.
Her warmth seeps into my body,
slowly killing the cold that covers me.
And I pray for this to never end,
beauty in the trivial things.


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falala said...
on Jan. 12 2012 at 9:21 pm
falala, New York, New York
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That's quite romantic and truly sweet! Great job using sensory details. The poem was short and to the point but made a statement. Great work =D