Slowly, I'm falling at ease
When back then
The idea of love
Makes me recoil from it
But on how you're melting me
Into your chestnut eyes right now
It's like the earth on the ground
Pulling me close into your warmth
YOU ARE READING
fray.
PoesíaYou were the thread that stitched the broken pieces together; And you were also the needle that pulled it apart + poetry-ish compilation. + lower case intended! © mayolaisejar // All rights reserved. 2016
