![]() A Step Toward LifeA Poem by Blonde ComaThe wind stings my face As I run against its
current. I took in your scent And now I am as high as
can be, Running from rooftop to
rooftop Until I reach the heights
of pleasure, That I have of yet to
experience. I'm an adrenaline junky And my heart beats to the
drums of war. This is dangerous But I'm drawn to it, Like a curious eye over
the edge of a cliff. I'm at my breaking point And curiosity still
pushes me further. The drums beat And the wind carries that
sultry scent. With outstretched hands I step toward the edge, Reaching for yours in
understanding. I breathe in life, Let go of inhibitions, And lived. © 2014 Blonde ComaAuthor's Note
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Added on February 16, 2014 Last Updated on February 16, 2014 Author![]() Blonde ComaPhiladelphia, PAAboutI have been writing for the past couple of years, mostly poems but I've started to dabble in a few short stories. most if not all of my writing has metaphors and a lot of ancient Greek mythology infl.. more..Writing
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