oblivion awaits those who cannot see
but be blind, it means nothing to me
ebbing and flowing, i look, witness, observe
leave it to me to be the one who you serve
i'm shining in the sky, i gaze at all times
see, i know the lies, i know every type of surprise
(keep it to yourself next time, i mutter to myself)
YOU ARE READING
sprinkle in the woods (poetry #6)
Poetry"and it rains and rains and rains and rains for five more years and it's cloudy for ten once they leave, i'll be sunkissed i'll be the rock in the light illuminated simply by your presence my fallen star, you've finally met me and it's so lovely lov...
