XVI

Loneliness echoes through my bones
Like the cold December winds
Ripping through my skin
Warmth has no home

I want to return to the warm summer nights
When we slept tangled in each other’s limbs
Not knowing his leg from mine
And where he ended and I begin

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About VeraValentine

I am a writer who writes and chases the one thing that always seems to evade me; true love. For more insight into my mind and thoughts, please visit me on Facebook or Tumblr. https://www.facebook.com/Veravalentinethepoet http://poetveravalentine.tumblr.com View all posts by VeraValentine

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