You smile and the world slows.
As if you controlled the time with
your joy.
If I didn't crave your touch quite so much,
I would never believe I have only
seen that smile twice in my life.
How does someone who is hundreds of miles
away, who is on a totally different path with his life,
steal my heart so easily?
Every word he says, he's kept.
I wonder if he knows he is largely the reason
my own smile comes so easily these days.
Someone who is not even officially mine.
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I Was Once a Sunflower
PoetryThis poem collection will be about who I used to be, searching for myself, and living when I didnt want to. They are sad, this description serves as my trigger warning.
