What are you made of,
My beloved?
That even the meanest words
Can't touch your heart,
And even the strongest blows
Can't tear you apart?
What are you made of,
My beloved?
That you smile like sorrow
has never touched you before?
That you love like the world can't last no more?
What are you made of,
My beloved?
That you're alight with
The brilliance of a million Stars?
That you can burn me without
Leaving behind a single scar?
YOU ARE READING
Stelliferous
PoetryWords strung together by a broken heart.... Coming out jumbled by a wary mind.... Do read if you think that Words can either build our worlds Or destroy them. "And when your whole, wide world is lost in the abyss, I'll be that start that guides you...
