Meeting you in this time
Like the impossibility of
Full glass to meet empty one
None there to witness the other
Baby, you are my blue
Lying under the cold sky
I try to witness the sun
Embracing the stars and the moon
None there to witness the other
Baby, you are my blue
The bright sky and dull clouds
I wonder when can rain see
The chirping birds, the clear sky
None there to witness the other
Baby, you are my blue
I walk backwards on the parallel
To count the steps I took to you
Hoping to see our intersection
None there to witness the other
Baby, you are my blue
Every night gives birth to dew
Slipping down the leaves
They wish to meet the butterflies
None there to witness the other
Baby, you are my blue
I feel like evening and the dawn
That separate morning and night
For a happy ending, waiting at horizon
None there to witness the other
Baby, you are my blue
YOU ARE READING
Pillow Folds
PoetryThoughts and images that turned in tears Tears that remained in pillow folds for years. Cover credits: @Kihi-98
