In a field of clovers
He traced her mouth with his
Always thirsting for more
Please oh god
Just one last kiss
She said something
That captivated his mind
3 little words
That made every
Pain
Anguish
And fear
Feel fine
'I love you' she said
And for once, he felt more than existence
He felt alive.
Justin Moffitt
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clovers-5/
