Sun coloured dress.
The wind takes me high
I touch the sky,
Drinking the clouds.
Take my last breath,
And turn it into butterflies.
Craft a flower crown,
Of lilac, mauves and roses,
Sweet wheat in the wind.
Golden wings and silver rings.
Solar girl took my last breath,
Her eyes might cause my death.
But baby i dont mind.
Kill me softly,
In your eyes I drown,
Sweet pools of honey.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of lilac, mauve flowers and stardust.
PoesiaSome poetry from a dysfunctional teen who loves flowers and the stars. Get in the train of dreams and be ready to travel faraway. 🌸💐🏵🌹🥀🌺🌻🌼🌷⚘🌱🦋💫 Start : 11.10.2021 { Poems are in English and in French }
