We lay on the grass,
Our fingers interlaced,
Looking up at the infinite beyond,
The night lights,
Of red, pink, green,
Orange, yellow, and blue,
And I am smiling,
Not because of the beautiful lightshow,
But because I'm near you...
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoetrySome words are unspoken, and others are. Some words need to be spoken. Thing said that people need to know. You're always on my mind, forever. And perhaps I may even say that I love you...
