She said she loved simple things
As since then
I don't write about how she drew stars around me
How she blossomed flowers in me
How she set my dull galaxies twirling around with light
How like the sea she lingers in my depth
But
Midst the thundering, the hurling black clouds that ripped off my tress, flowers and left me bare she came like the first rain , full of liveliness and warm glee to hug my sorrows away.
In between my lines of self harm she was a metaphor of my saviour
Among the people that emptied my heart she became the one to hold it so nothing slips away from holes of my soul.
And now I love the sky more as it up everywhere I go just like her written everywhere in me
I adore the wind deeply as it hugs me tightly when I'm shattered to squeeze my all pieces in one and make me whole again just as she does.
She's my everything
N
When I say everything
She's all the stars, all the wounds, all the love, all the hate, all the kisses, all the huges, all the skies, all the flower
She's my life
N
I want to hold her dearly
N
Let her love me
As she only know the language of love
That's how we communicate
It's our way
To shine together
And to fall in darkness together whenever needed
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Drowning on Land
PoetryThe "Drowning on Land" is a collection of poems and quotes expressing little, but vital details we all learn while stepping in for various responsibilities. Its great in expanding the ideal beauty and vivid image of suffering, joy, yearning, courage...