A/N- Just like Star Nostalgia, this is more a clump of thoughts, except that this poem rhymes more. It's long too. I must have been vibing a lot on that day to write such long poems. Also for some reason this is bold, so I'll put my author's note in not bold text for this one.
If there was a drink I would say most reminds me of you
It would be tasty sweet warm milk, the sugary brew
Makes me feel nostalgic, feel feelings I haven't felt
For a long time, I've let the warm liquid melt
Waiting for its natural flow
It takes a long time, savor the flavor as you let it go
Deeper into your throat, boom, down though your whole body
You'll feel and be so warm, everybody
Will wonder, 'What happened to that person? They were so mean
And now they're so keen
To be kind, is there some miracle substance that does this?'
Nope, it's just my sweet warm milk caressing your throat
Like a kiss, if your life sucks, we're both in the same boat
But I'll protect you, keep you afloat
If you're thirsty or hungry, just let me know
I'll pour some sweet warm milk into a cup, it helps you grow
Grow strong and supple, like a beautiful plant
If you need help, I'll chant
Spells and songs to keep the monsters away
You're a young child that I pray survives another day
Your life is too precious to go so soon
Ask what you want of me, I'll be your boon
Your cradle when you want to rest
Surely, if I'll do all this, we'll be blessed
Look, the rainbows have come to make life brighter
Because you've survived, they gift you with their beauty, you're
My sweet fighter
Stay on a bit longer with me, there'll be more rainbows to come
The sweet warm milk drips down my fingers, drip drip drip
Lap it up with your warm tongue, sip, sip, sip
My little star-wishing child, I hope you someday see
Your protector can't always be me
One day, my sweet milk will dry up, and you'll be left alone
Nobody to talk to on anything, not even the phone
When that day comes, I hope you don't fall down again
Stay calm and happy, even through the rain
And the sun will surely come back to your eyes one day
Even when your sky is gray
You're not the only one feeling this way
I'm here, too, crying like you, we can hug each other
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~𝔼𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕪- my poems!~
Poetryempathy (noun)- the ability to understand and share the feelings of another. these are some of my poems! i'm so glad to share them with you! i hope you enjoy. warning- some of these are more rant/dark poems so do be aware of that before you read. th...