Heartbreaks at 3 a.m.

You are,
Storm clouds and
cool raindrops.

You are,
Late night trips,
To tiny art galleries.

You are,
“Stay in bed,
With me,
All day,
Princess.”

You are,
The plumes of smoke,
From the drag I just took.

You are,
The very definition of
Sex.

You are,
Rough kisses and
Gentle hands.

You are,
Soft whispers
And warm hugs.

You are Heartbreaks at 3 a.m.

Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

9 thoughts on “Heartbreaks at 3 a.m.

      1. Okay dear Kim. I quit credit cards three years ago. I going to have to buy a pre-paid one. Trying to use cash only and be able to retire completely one day. Thank you.

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