You were different.
And different is beautiful
The peculiarity of ones mind
Hair, nose, walk
Brings interest into that of my dull eyes
I perceive you as a forest
A river, mountain and lake filled with quirks
It strives my mind awake.
Blessed with a crooked smile And broken songs
Yous have lured me in
With your strange soft wrongs.
YOU ARE READING
poetry collection
Non-FictionA short collection of my poetry over the years :) Enjoy !
