sky blushing with that dark tint
while when I left it was still
only luna like an omniscient eye
capturing my soul's tired happiness
now already early enough for
having these streets all to myself
and I reminisce of your warmth or
such kindness and sounds a reflection
the birds greet me goodbye
singing me softly into good sleep
off to higher realms of dream
YOU ARE READING
paper poetry II
PoetryCalliope, Erato, Euterpe A little collection of rhymes and poems for you to read if you like. The collection is always growing. The refrenced books, music or films aren't mine, but inspirational. Second poetry book of my paper poetry.
