Love

Love

A Poem by RunawayWriter

I've never believed in love at first sight, hell I've never believed in anything at first sight...
But as soon as our eyes met I felt a sense of familiarity,
Like I knew him,
Like I was going to know him.
He kisses me like I'm his oxygen supply and he leaves me breathless.
No matter how tight he holds me I tell him to pull me closer.
He's the first I've ever loved this much,
I'm in love with him.
How do I know?
He makes me fire when I've been ice my whole life.
 

© 2018 RunawayWriter


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Smiles it always starts in the windows meaning eyes:) Loved this:)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very expressive writing! It does feel, though as if the story can still develop, i.e. that this could work as a short story....because now the reader wants to know why she is so cold....and well, how he managed to be so good with fire....:)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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