The Wind Brushed Against My Skin Poem by Oshikeme ogedengbe
The Wind Brushed Against My Skin
The wind brushed against my skin
making me shiver
I held the rug below my chin
and looked at the eyes the color silver
]He had dark hair
and very pretty features
his face bare
like a serious preacher
I don't know why
but I felt myself blush
yes he was an incredible guy
but I already had a crush
Saturday, February 26, 2022
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