i love it when the sunlight hit you just right, making your features looked even more ethereal than they already were. that day, you were wearing a flowery dress that stopped
just above your scrapped knees. i remembered that you whispered to me, your mellow voice wrapped around my brain, telling me you felt like a flower, as you
twirl around and around until you couldn't fathom the spinning world. you looked beautiful. you still are, to this day. even though we're worlds apart, i know that you're twirling now, in that same flowery dress, feeling
like a blooming tulip, rising up to greet the morn. i wish i can see you.you'd walked on barely-seen thread. and, when it snapped under your weight,
I'M SORRY I WASN'T THERE TO CATCH YOU WHEN YOU FALL.
黄昏時
YOU ARE READING
dusk
Poetry❛she was golden sun among fading constellations.❜ © clarenthine 2017 cover © XEHUN-
