FallingA Poem by Shannon DeanWhat seems to happen when I fall In love
Each time I see your face, I'm falling,
Not off a cliff or into a river But in love With each sight, I'm falling With every touch, I fall Into a black abyss of warmth A magical space of love As you take my hand I am falling, Each time I hear your voice I'm falling, Falling to a place of safety A place of love With every word, I fall As you walk through the door I'm falling, Into your arms Your warm embrace At your sent, I fall Each time my lips touch yours I'm falling, Head over Heals Hopelessly in love. With each kiss, I fall Your presence runs through each one of my senses, through touch and taste through sight, sound and smell I'm Falling © 2016 Shannon Dean |
AuthorShannon DeanUnited KingdomAboutA young aspiring poet focusing on mental health issues and other deep emotional stuff. In the vague hope that maybe if we write poetry about mental health issues the world might finally talk openly ab.. more..Writing
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