lxxv. ( A.JK, 2006. )
he stood only a few feet away
but my heart
it pulled
like a magnetic end
finding it's other halfand my face
turned as red as the apple in his hand
when he told me his name
and it fell from his lips
as perfectly as he had been madeand i watched
the denim sky
spill open
sunlight bursting through the seams
down upon you and me.this,
this was my first love.
YOU ARE READING
on this day.
Şiirxvii, april. (ii). these words speak louder than i ever will. © playlist poetry h.r. : #55