Her eyes are galaxies.
Their gravity draws you in to the black holes at their centres, until you find yourself falling into an ocean of utter nonsense.
Her smile is a disease.
It's contagious and deadly and can catch you at a distance, and once you catch it too there is no way to cure you.
Her heart is the weather.
Sometimes it's cold or warm or filled with electricity, sometimes it's a cyclone that sweeps you off your feet.
It seems a little crazy, but you yearn to fall into her galaxies every day. You crave her disease. You can't get enough of her changes in season.
It seems a little crazy, but it's a crazy love.
~ rhianna power (@rhiannalpower)
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Little Thoughts
Poetry"My soul is a star, locked in orbit. An endless ellipse, the centre; you're it..." Sometimes poems, sometimes passages, sometimes little thoughts 🥰🫶🏼💕 Highest rank in poetry: #39 (May 9, 2018)
