Im a Young OLD soul of 18 years old. Their isnt much is say but Im glad you decided to read my poetry..And I want to thank GOD for blessing me with this gift of Poetry
If I had a pan and paper I would tell you that you were beautiful in jet black ink... and in this confession I would tell you...
how your eyes stir my soul
How your touch makes my heart beat faster
How your warm breath against my neck makes my blood boil
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