The air between feels like a summer city
It's wholesome but yet so scary like an annoyed kitty
I can only say that even if i hate it, it is somehow so pretty
The air between us is for a fact taboo
It makes me so mad, so happy and a bit blue
It's not okay to run after you, definitely not without a shoe
The air between us smells like a cinnamon bits
It definitely does not have scent of fish
But more like those times you and him really want to kiss
The air between us looks like a tree in the middle of a field
Seeing it makes some of those harsh truths heald
From you, i should hide but still don't wear a shield
The air between us sounds like steps and laughing boys
Dreaming of sleep with a breathing as a background noise
But your friends' style is to play with girls like they are toys
The air between us touches me like a sin
It makes my head quiet it makes my guts spin
I'm so tired of these whispers i just want some gin
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Petrichor (24)
PoetryPetrichor tarkoittaa voimakasta sateen jälkeistä tuoksua. Sana on muodostettu antiikin kreikan sanoista (pétros), kivi ja (ikhṓr), eteerinen neste, joka on jumalien verta kreikkalaisessa mytologiassa. Pitkiä vapaamuotosia runoja suomeksi ja pari eng...
