luminescence.
a pearlescent sheen adorned her face
dusted highlighter upon gentle cheekbones
breathe it in euphorically
the apple blossom aftertaste of pixie dust
the cool rush of excitement
flowing through adolescent veins!
dreamscape days pass as i study her
i am heavenscent in her wake,
i am awake!
is she still omniscient?
a celestial being visited me
under the mask of midnight
apple blossom aftertaste never-ending
silver pixie dust still staining my tongue
waiting to find someone that doesn't exist
lamenting for her,
luminescence.
YOU ARE READING
red-stained fingertips
Poetryprose and poetry and blood and romance. a fucking stupid combination. ‧̍̊˙· 𓆝.° ｡˚𓆛˚｡ °.𓆞 ·˙‧̍̊ TW: some poems mention suicide, self-harm, homophobia, and eating disorders started in september of 2021 #4 in poetry 8 . 8 . 23
