Maybe in a parallel universe,
we were allowed to be together.
We could hold hands and you're the one
who gave me this ring that I always wore.
Maybe in that world, you can feel
a bit jealous of all my other lovers.
And every morning, I'll wake up
as you kiss me a little lighter.
Maybe in that lovely parallel universe,
you're the one who wants me more.
YOU ARE READING
to wander in wonderland
PoetryWe are just trying to articulate something illegible through poetry and colors of paints amidst this tornado of our oblivion. We are just trying to shine as we dance towards each other while the luminescence of our eyes speaks for our souls. We are...
