no it was not a moment from the dreams
there were no flowers falling on her as she walked
nor was the whole world moving slowly
it was when i saw her sneak out of reality
wearing her favourite jeans
lets not forget her favourite sneakers
scribble verses and listen to her favourite music
iam pretty sure she didnt comb her hair
like a painting out of my imagination
pure artistic inspiration just sittin there
maybe i should write something
steal this moment
but i dont know
i wanna be in this picture
i wanna love this girl
maybe she'll love me back
or give me hell
who knows..
might as well just go and talk to the poetic muse once
YOU ARE READING
the girl with the starry eyes
Puisiyou remember the first time she trusted you with her body? the first time she let you explore her. your nervous and anxious heartbeats at that moment. the moments you saw her love for you in her eyes.
