High Poem by Sian Macleod
High
Rating: ★2.5
Your presence is a drug
A drug to which I am stuck
And like your little pill
My smile is small and sugar-coated
My lips are parted
Longing for your touch
My heart is closed
Mourning it's damage
My eyes are open
In hope of catching you
My body feels light
You lift me high
Monday, March 15, 2010
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