c o n s t e l l a t i o n
everytime i see
to the black night sky
i remember youhow you always excited tell me
about the map of stars
you read in the encyclopediaor how you move your finger to the black night sky above us
and draw them allbut mostly,
how i see your face
and see that
those mesmerizing
pattern of stars
written all over your face—i want to trace your freckles with my fingers
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a. n.
currently have mood for short poem. btw the aesthetic kinda weird af.
june 28th, 2018
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nebulous
Poetryneb·u·lous /ˈnebyələs/ (n.) cloudlike, vague it's just me disguising my non-so-philosophical thought into poetry. [ theme of poems are random, read at your own risk. ] amazing cover by eliza © copyright 2017 by mimaraya