let me rest my head on your chest,
let me hear your heartbeat once more.
let me gaze into your eyes,
and fall into its abyss,
the colour of pools of honey:
the colour of sunlight glinting through cold autumn mornings.
I still remember the warm coffee cups, laughing on park benches;
walking by the lake, the unspoken conversations as we gazed into eachother's eyes.
And now I ask: Do you ever stop to remember?
YOU ARE READING
things I wish I said to you
Poetry»»----> "and here we were, standing above the sky. We cried as we saw the whole world, but our cries were too small. " <----«« This is a collection of bitter sweet poems. I want to take this opportunity to tell people things I didn't before, eit...
