Your midnight eyes are killing me sweetly, peering through all my windows.
Your mouth dangles like a lamp and lights the way to kissing.
Everything within me blooms and circles the room,
To catch you sleeping, like a ninja attack in the night -
In hopes to awaken you,
In hopes to have you in my hands.
YOU ARE READING
SUNSHOWERS
NonfiksiA book of poetry. A book of tears. A book of blood and sweat, too. A book to hold me. Will you let it hold me?
