Mine
By Ocean of Truth
Visual contusions
Minced amidst the starry backdrop
A gentle
smile
Followed by an unrestrained opinion
Sensory stimulation
overload
Touch of lightning
With the grace of the wild
She
is the wind
Ever flowing
Gradually brushing cheeks
From
time to time
I am lost in a euphoria
Only her touch can cure
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Copyright 2011 Ocean of Truth
Published on Tuesday, July 26, 2011.
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On Tuesday, July 26, 2011, MikeShank1989
(92) wrote:
"I am lost in a euphoria only her touch can cure." I love this line.