When i look at the clouds it reminds me of you,
That beautiful pink color.
It matches your hair,
Maybe thats why it reminds me of you.
The moment you swirl your finger around in that pink hair
It reminds me of the clouds.
When we lay on the grass looking at the clouds together,
I turn around to look into your eyes.
And i never saw a way more peaceful view than those eyes.
I thought that the clouds were peaceful,
But godamn when i look in those eyes i feel at ease,
As if nothing matters in life but you.
How could you have such an effect on me?
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Short poems
PoetryThis is an book about some poems i write in my free time, requests are always welcome :). I hope you enjoy reading them as much as i enjoy writing them {All work is my own} {You can use any poem, just give credits}
