nothing. #poetry

in my perfect dreams.

Nothing compares
to the feeling I get
when you’re near me

Nothing warms me
like the heat that surrounds
when you touch me

Nothing means more
the whispers I hear
when you love me

 


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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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34 Responses to nothing. #poetry

  1. Beautifully heart warming. Gives me the feels. 😃

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  2. Oh gawd, what I wouldn’t give for that feeling of closeness!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Meg says:

    So sweet! Love it!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. so tender so sweet so beautiful
    Absolutely lovely piece. It’s such a calm soothing adoration.

    Liked by 1 person

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