I smiled from my cheeks, almost like a reflection of you.
You smiled when I smiled, hoping it was a collection of clues.
I looked into your eyes with a million perspectives of views.
This perception of perceptions is what you keep drawling me too.
Can I open you more and walk with you in some shoes.
Can we watch the stars, and talk over the blues.
Soul music, a vibe to grow through it.
A place we dream of as people.
And right now you to me is just people.
But on this late night bus I think I wana make you my people.
Blasian kissed sun set read this and read me but read differently than you read all of these people.
YOU ARE READING
Beyond
PoetryThoughts and ideas that go beyond the norm. Words that together sum questions and answers to what we see each day. Beyond what we question and imagine. Through the works of poetry collaboratively an expression of what I imagine beyond what I truly s...
