deepundergroundpoetry.com
Warmth
Sitting with you
next to the oven
feeling the warmth
of you
Holding your hand,
feeling you near me,
hearing your heartbeat,
slowly
fading
lights
Silence
Sitting here with you
again and again
holding your hand
cold
sadness is killing
killing is sadness
hearing no heartbeat
feeling no warmth
of you
next to the oven
feeling the warmth
of you
Holding your hand,
feeling you near me,
hearing your heartbeat,
slowly
fading
lights
Silence
Sitting here with you
again and again
holding your hand
cold
sadness is killing
killing is sadness
hearing no heartbeat
feeling no warmth
of you
Published 1st Dec 2011
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 761
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
