How did you grow that beautiful in an eye?
How did you slip away in a day?
Breaking an emotion looking for you, put you right here
Seeing your yellow shirt there
Drawing your lips as I'm sinking
Forcing your spirit, watching you singing
Would you take me out of the bench?
Giving you gold, touch the forbidden
Stop wondering with no sudden
lowering with trust hidden
Hearing my hearse over and over
I don't write your name over and over
Break my reaching was golden
leaving a response was bolden
Everyone dies to feel your touch
Visualizing it in a flush
Burning unspoken visions
It went down with legends
I see myself as gold
Standing like bold
I can see a golden helicopter in sky
Not fearing as my soul beating
I'm spinning with fancy glory
YOU ARE READING
August Boy
PoetryThese poems have been written with my bare hands and thoughts, and every letter holds an emotion with hidden damage. These poems are for the one who has owed my heart since the summertime. If these writings find him in a way, just let him know that...
