My words
They pour out
into the empty vase
That you are.
You overflow
Unable to handle
Every line written
Dripping in love
The colour of blood.
The light that always
Burns so bright
Dims just a little
Enough to remind me
What a burden I am
To the glowing sun
That you are.
Pouring and pouring
I cannot help myself
Your skin is begging me
To water the dryness
And allow you to drink it all
Even if it ends up choking you.
YOU ARE READING
Pretty In Yellow
PoetryA bundle of poems that explore the tainted world of yellow that is my mind. I hope you can feel the emotions of despair, desire and delight I try to express through my words of poetry. "You are dripping in luminosity, The very definition of yellow."...
