He told me to look at the sky
To tell him what I sawSo I looked up
Inspecting the world above me
"I see the moon and stars,"
I told him plainly"Where you see stars
I see your sparkling eyes."He told me to listen to a melody
And tell him what I heardI listened to the tune
Tapping my foot to the music
"I hear instruments and vocals,"
I answered"Where you hear
Instruments and vocals
I hear your voice."I tried looking for him
Listening for him
But I didn't see the boy
The way he saw meHe saw me
In all things beautiful
He heard me
In all things extraordinaryHe was a paragraph
In my bookWhile I took up
All of his pages
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𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐢 | Poetry
Poetry❝ you made me believe there was such a thing as happily ever after. ❞ - in which lea puts the very essence of her being into poems. ▏ A POETRY BOOK ©️plutohh ; 2018