day 1: your freckles are like so many little stars, but your eyes are brighter
day 2: your soul is written into your laugh, and who doesn't love to read?
day 3: we are all always surrounded by tunes, but the way your voice lilts when you're happy is one of the sweetest
day 4: bleak clouds press down from the sky every day, but your hair dances as though woven from sunshine and shadow
day 5: i love you and i wish i could tell you.
YOU ARE READING
downtown galaxy - my poetry
Poetrymy thoughts in dreamy run-ons and clunky prose ayushipop™®©2016