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pizzazzed

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he often reminds me of winters back home
where i belong.

his skin is soft like springtime
gently touching sunlight
lying in my bed.

more often then not
he reads my mind
and knows the darkest secrets
i'm sure only the red fall moon knows
through deep confessions of the soul.

he tastes like rainfall
on hot winter nights
when we walk and never care about the cold
as long as we have each other's arms.

but most of all
he reminds me that there's time to live
being the seasons deep inside
and always knowing
how to make me smile.
pizzazzed - Vigorous spirit; energy or excitement.

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i meant to submit this earlier but something else came up instead... i went to spend time with the person i wrote this about... yah, i'm getting somewhat more sentimental with my writing, but ehh whatever. :aww:
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jsenn's avatar
Oh this is wonderful. A little sentimentality goes a long way toward giving this poem a satisfying delicacy. Though undertoned with longing and sadness it is loving, it's beautiful, and, "he tastes like rainfall" is an exceptional line.