i chased till the ends of a rainbow,
just to find you standing there,
hands in pockets smiling at me,
a maroon sweater over a blue tee-
and at the end, you hold my hand,
you take me to places where you love to be,
the month of july, when the summer's at our feet
the music's blaring through our car-
but all i can hear is you, laughing with me-
and i gently fall, likes leaves in breezy winds,
and i gently fall, like snow on the palm of the hand,
and i gently fall, like drops in a forgotten well,
and i gently fall, fall in love once again.
i make fresh smelling cookies,
i wait for you at my door,
you're the one person i've waited for,
and i want to love you even more-
your smile's the brightest thing the town has seen,
and your hug's the warmest place i've ever been
even in the cold of a november so gray,
i hear you mumbling words as i pray,
that your forever is me, and my forever is you.
oh what did i even do to deserve you?
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hidden realm || poetry
Poetrythe truth is that, i painted the sky, drew two wings, thought i could fly, but when he came by, although for a time- he taught me; the sky could be pink, yellow, orange or blue- the choice is really mine..
