There are violets blooming under my eyes,
Nourished by sleepless nights without
you.
I lay awake in the break night,
hoping you will return,
ushering me to sleep.
You do not come back once,
yet I still wait with my light on.
I allow the violets to continue to grow on the flower bed of my skin.
It is my reminder of
You.
YOU ARE READING
Afternoon Thoughts
PoesiaHer head felt light in that moment, She felt as if was drunk on starlight, Her bare toes grazing dewy grass, Breathing in the sweet scent that was finally her.
