words lost.

undress.

Every time we meet
The perfect words
Flood my mind
Screaming to be written
I rush to pen and paper
To record my every thought
Before they are lost
But then you kiss me
And I’m distracted
So we get naked

heart.

♦ what sandra thinks
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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Hawaii where she could learn to surf. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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21 Responses to words lost.

  1. Funny how kissing often leads to that ( :

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  2. Al Lane says:

    So, are you a lover or a writer? 😉

    Liked by 2 people

  3. Well, the hell with writing! I would choose the distraction any old day! Love it!

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Oh, we are so easily distracted, aren’t we? Such fun 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Actions speak louder than words, right? 😃

    Liked by 1 person

  6. 💕 💕 💕 💕 💕 💕 💕

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  7. stephieann8 says:

    Yup naked wins every time!

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Miriam says:

    Naked is a good place to be! The writing can wait. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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