Persephone
A field full of flowers
Flowers ready to bloom
But a field of flowers
Seems so desolate without you
The sun shines bright
Bright enough to burn
Burn this field of flowers
This endless field of flowers
I call it home, a home for two
Because without these flowers
I couldn't possibly remember you
But at once, I see you
Across this field of flowers
They start to wilt and change
Because you are back again
But they'll grow once you're gone
Out of sight of these flowers
They grow for you, in this field
The lonely field of flowers just for two
Just for us
Just for you
YOU ARE READING
ꕥ 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 ℭ𝔬𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔰 ℑ 𝔒𝔠𝔠𝔲𝔭𝔶 ꕥ
Поэзияthis is just gonna be a book of poems I use to trauma dump lmao I probably won't update much but yh
