He saw her
And she saw him.
He saw peach glows
And she saw molten eyes.
He saw iridescent pearl
And she saw golden lips.
He was brooding
And she was elysian.
He looked away
She kept the gaze.
He tripped over someone
She gripped her pain.
He looked back up to see her gone.
He still saw everything
And she, nothing.
A/n: let me know your thoughts in the comments.
xo dentelle
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Tesson de Verre (Shards of Glass)
PoetryPoems and bits of peices of woes, happiness and love stories. Filled with romantic words and sad ones too.
