your voice is the sweetest lullaby
that lulls me to dreams
of peach tea and buttered croissants
in the whimsical months of summer
when the expectations are slim
you are wondrous because,
in a world where
sleep and patchwork quilts
are my only peace,
you can give me the same,
calm feeling.
you are a walking daydream,
darling.
YOU ARE READING
clarity poems
Poetryjust my collection of poems. i didn't know what to do with them so i decided to publish.
