warmth like the sun in the middle of autumn.
reaching out as far as possible only for our fingertips to barely touch.
i can only see his caramel skin and beaming smile.
but the sun sets and the gold sky turns dark.
somehow i still see the remnants of his glow.
clear air and birds screaming songs. the leaves fall , drift and crumple.
why did the stars decide to come to dance?
his smile is everything sweet hiding the sour.
its a mask like the clouds, now gliding over and assuring the stars.
as he shouts cheerfully towards the night sky, "im your hope", he adds another lock to his soul.
his dance is with confidence but his words are selfless.
always giving away his bottles of happiness.
held in your audio embrace,
the lull of your voice is bittersweet.
deep brown eyes that have seen alot, look everywhere but here.
warm tears trickle down like a sunshower.
cover your eyes and become blind.
ive gone blind too. i stared into the sun for too long.
dont come any closer.
you can fly away on your wings that you earned and deserve.
if you go far the sound of your voice and thinking of you brings us closer.
thinking of you everyday.
when my heart falls onto the ground and shatters you pick it up and glue it together.
when my mind is restless you warm me up and tell me its okay.
when im hurt your rays of light heal me.
but in the end,
the sun always sets and the moon comes up.
we arent fated.
YOU are my legend and my LEGEND isnt real.
you are my hope and my angel.
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The hands that joined together, forming wings.
Poetrythoughts and feelings put into words by your local non-verbal-expressant citizen.(is that a word) ((im tired)) if the meaning of my poems dont make sense to you its okay because these are all based on things from my mind which isnt really understand...
