How is it that a single human being can be the highlight of another's day, but you, you light up everything that is mine. Like the sun rising, the colours in which you display begin to spill out over the mountains tops, kissing each bit of land as you go.
YOU ARE READING
A Collection Of My Thoughts
PoetryA collection of my thoughts, that I keep locked away within my mind, some make sense, others do not.
You're my light
How is it that a single human being can be the highlight of another's day, but you, you light up everything that is mine. Like the sun rising, the colours in which you display begin to spill out over the mountains tops, kissing each bit of land as you go.