choking on the ordinary,
suffocated by grey and white,
I walked towards the sun.
the room glowed orange with
the stripe of a single sunbeam, and
her name was yours.
your eyes shone with amber as
you warmed my soul,
lighting up my life with a
soft candle's glow.
and for an instant,
with you,
I was safe.
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wildflowers
Poetry"wander through fields of lavender and smile beneath the setting moon, for the winter is over." a collection of original poems inspired by springtime, the stars, and laughter.
