Too hot of a scene when they feel what is underneath their skins,
Too sweet their love like they live in the heavenly streets,
Stories from couples in all kinds of varieties,
Such mirror our moments in the back of my mind.
A billion and more reasons working against us,
Not a single explanation to give to the ones that ask how,
Not forgetting the whys that complete their alphabetic questions,
Except for our existence in the back of each other's minds.
My favorite image, my greatest muse since I let go of the childish blues,
You take control of my emotions without earning the key to my heart,
It's high time I accept we're one in the same,
Because you're living in my mind and I'm not planning to chase you out.
YOU ARE READING
Green Light
PoetryA Love Project that demonstrates the state of heart of a being on cloud nine courtesy of their greatest muse.
