Words unneeded.
Touch, speaks.
Arms pull me
to safety.
Your heartbeat
under my ear,
I am home.
Lost in
bliss.
A world of
our making.
Our world.
Our home.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
*Day 4 of my Post-A-Day 🙂
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Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing, Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
Short and sweet ☺❤
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Thanks Walt! ❤
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You’re welcome 🙂
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So romantic, Penny.
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Come read this romantic post on what make – “Home”! Please explore Penny’s Archive.
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Thank you so very much for the reblog Chuck. ❤ ❤
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you! ❤
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Beautiful, Penny. 🙂
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Thank you!
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