I open my eyes
At the crack of the day
And smile a little
Because there's lots to sayBut I know it's the time
For silences to reign
I might kiss your lips
While sleep you might feignBut I know I'd see the trace
Of that little smile on your lips
Ending where the morning sun
Will meet my finger tipsI'll admire that perfection
Feel it with my heart
And just lay beside you awhile
Waiting for another day to start🖤🖤🖤
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The Colours Of Us
PoetryA poetic journey of the deepest desires trapped in the heart of this solivagant - A tale of love and acceptance, of joy and sorrow, or beauty and of the thousand infinities she weaves in her head. ❤️❤️❤️ Note: The characters in this story are fictit...