Coldwater Poems - Poems about Coldwater

...Learning to Breathe Just like any other, it usually, starts with just sitting still Except my mind is racing at free will My fingers tapping two by two, My breath gets shorter, “who are you?”......

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...I awake dripping wet from a sleep of passionate lust Day dreaming as I stare at the wall lying in bed My thoughts are more than sexual I’m in love with her Barefoot as I strolled towards the op......

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