There were times I felt like moving through the waves,
Dancing merely in the air with a joyous smile,
His eyes were like a book telling me a story,
And I am the listener, always watching his art.
I Secretly admired him without flaws,
Because every time the words falls out in his rosy lips, I fall,
But my world in love will continue, hoping it will not stop.
YOU ARE READING
Galaxies of Feelings
PoetryWriting is a form of expression of feelings bearing your mind's creative and imaginative thinking and your heart's desire to showcase your art and share the wonders of every letter spoken. Poetry is a type that does the readers an imaginative feeli...
