Poems from T.S.Harris
I love to read any and all romantic themed books, And I have an absolute love for creative writing and poetry.
The night is cold as I finally stop running
I stop to take a breath and see you coming
Before I could move you were holding me tightly...
In my head, once again lost in a song
From the rhythm. To the songs compelling melody
I let my head sway to the smooth beat
Loosening my...