Love,
A flower blossoming
Into my heart.
Your lips
A comfort
Pressed against mine.
Her eyes,
The beauty transcended
From the Gods.
You,
A dream.
Us,
A reality I hope.
YOU ARE READING
why I should have listened
PoetryThis is a direct journey into my mind through poems, most inspired by pain others created through pure thought and draft. I hope to push forth and express the emotions brought into each poem.. or to leave a sense of ecstacy. Enjoy!
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Love,
A flower blossoming
Into my heart.
Your lips
A comfort
Pressed against mine.
Her eyes,
The beauty transcended
From the Gods.
You,
A dream.
Us,
A reality I hope.
