It's where I can meet you
down to the edge of my feelings
in the vast view of my mind
you were there
you were real
and life itself
couldn't be more better
with the echo of your voice
the wind is bringing me
your eyes looking straight
so calm, waiting for me
you smiles
holding that piece of book
I have written
it was the story
I've longed to be seen
it was you, I can feel
and you were real.
-misssunnyblooms
YOU ARE READING
POESIA
PoesíaOften we lose against the will of keeping it all secretly. heart cant just keep it all, if its too much. - - - can you keep a secret?
