We were paper lanterns.
You were so close to me.
We got lost in the stars
For all eternity.
Twirling around each other,
Our delicate flame lighting the night.
Together, us paper lanterns glimmering,
Our paper skin billowing,
The wind twirling, our flame flickering
Grey smoke lingering.
YOU ARE READING
Oleander-COMPLETED
PoetryALL RIGHTS RESERVED Her words were like oleander flowers, so delicate, like a gossamer spider string, but poisonous, like her scarred, despondent heart. *in other words, my crap poetry that is still really important to me*
