Every little sparkle in your eyes,
The reflection of us,
Between your lips,
Popping on your tongue.
If only I could count them,
the stars aren't,
merely refracted rays of light.
Make me smile,
Make smile,
Dear,
Make me smile.
Oh god,
You don't even have to try.
YOU ARE READING
Lillies and Ghosts
PoetryPoems for the young, the restless, or the mad. These are my words to you, always and forever~
