If there would be anything I can
fall in love with earnestly
It would be you
Green, blue, or yellow
the wonderful colors behold
You are my soft aesthetic
The dead of night isn't darkness
calmness and peace—
My therapy
If there would be anywhere I can
forever be vanished to
I would be home to you
YOU ARE READING
among all other little days
PoetryThere are these feelings we fail to acknowledge. Let's talk about it now, shall we?
