Our Time- Lily Pacey

By Lily Pacey

Press your lips upon my cheek 

Can you feel the warmth? 

My burning blood contains bitter thorns 

That pierce my rose petal skin. 

Stare into my pale blue eyes 

Can you see the ocean? 

The waves crash against the rocks, 

Trying to kiss the sun. 

Lay your head on my chest 

Can you hear my heart? 

It beats to the rhythm of your footsteps, 

Pausing at the sight of you. 

Hold my hand tight in yours 

Can you sense the safety? 

Intertwined limbs become our home, 

The whole world at each fingertip. 


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