Flowers in his hair,
His breath smelled like honey
Anywhere he went,
He took her with him,
And she followed willingly
Dancing on their feet
Like a child
Who wouldn't dare miss a beat
They thought time wouldn't end,
That anything could happen if only they believed in it
Ridden with pressure,
No one would offer support
Even though they took precautionary measures,
They could feel that time was watching them,
Mocking them
Flowers in his hair,
Pale faces,
Cold glares
Ridden with pressure,
They forgot to support theirselves,
Time and love was not strong enough
At war's end,
Returning with scars and bruises,
They were alone and broken.
YOU ARE READING
as the sun sets,
Poetry[February-May 2016 poem attempts/random thoughts] You are beautiful. 我爱你 アイシテル Mahal kita Je te aime Ich liebe dich Σε αγαπώ ti amo saranghaeyo te amo Rwy'n dy garu di Вернись пожалуйста
