A figment of my imagination.
That's what I always tell myself,
Your beauty which I couldn't put to words
have found its way to my heart.
It beats for you.
My body have gotten used to
being enveloped by your velvet voice.
Up to this day I still can't believe you're real.
The warmth of your presence,
takes away the sorrows of my cold existence.
I still manage to get lost at those eyes
that could inspire a thousand sonnets.
Magnificent brown.
The most aesthetic thing
my own eyes have dared to witness.
It holds its own constellations,
it's own galaxy,
it's own Crescent Moon.
Precious isn't enough to describe you.
For no such adjective is even worthy
of giving you praise.
The brightest star
to ever walk into this world.
YOU ARE READING
Summer Solstice and other poems
PoetryImagination has no limit, fall in love secretly. A collection of poetries about love, life, mental health, happiness and imagination.
