counting stars in subtle twilight;
forming paper planes
and relearning how to fly.
i've always been one to look beyond the horizon
to look beyond the light
that escapes the world.
but am i ignoring
the ocean beneath me?
YOU ARE READING
poetry for the poetic: 4
Poetrythis is my fourth book of poetry, please check out the other three on my profile as well! i love writing and my style is fairly different x check it out!
