Lately I've been thinking about
All that lost time
How is it that your mouth never speaks but your eyes say
I love you?
We are soul twins, too alike
And too damn intertwined in each other—
You are a mountain, always sleeping in my mind:
I cannot fly high enough to escape you
And you cannot stop looking up at me.
YOU ARE READING
poems from the darkroom
PoetryI can't always say how I feel, but collecting poems from the corners of my brain and the millions of half-full notebooks makes me feel a little better. I hope you can relate to them, or at least be distracted from life for a moment :)
