Stay with me under the lazy sky;
The clouded blue that is one of a kind.
Bring our petals to bloom red—
Hold my roots, lay me in bed.
Let your ideas be the only one
The only thing I drink.
Let's just have our stolen fun
sunsets of orange and pink.
On days of ours, just listen
To the quiet clouds in zen.
Your eyes that makes my heart soften—
Please stay, be my one heaven.
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Roses and Candles
PoesíaThe letters written for my first. An encounter from a dream that could've been more but never progressed far enough to be a happy ending; A collection of scenes, not enough to create a movie, that's settled in the depths of my beating heart; A stri...
