You were in my armsI felt your skinUnder the starsIn the city Berlin.I heard your voiceI saw your smileNo other noise Heard for a while.Your eyes were blueLike a cloudless skyOh, what a viewFor a sore eye. I grabbed your hipsAnd pulled you inYou kissed my lipsWhich made me grin.It felt so realToo good toContinue reading “My Reoccurring Dream”
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Poetry Written By Jacob Armendariz 