I wasn't as shallow-
for if you were to undress
the light cast by you,
in my eyes,
you would find your soul-
mingled with mine,
breaking my chains,
setting me alive-
you-
swimming through me
like wind through chimes
into my bones,
out, like chemical inclined
smoke, from my lips
barely apart.
YOU ARE READING
Existent
PoetryHighest rank: #23 In poetry. A compilation of Poems about love, heart break, depression and everything in between really. Black, white, and of course, a dose of grey.