in your eyes, i see the sun,
bright and brown and fieryin your smile, i see the stars,
twinkling and beautifulin your arms, i feel galaxies,
the comfort of the universein your hands, i feel planets,
revolving around me like i'm your sun- we own the sky
YOU ARE READING
MOONCHILD ; poetry ii
Poetryif i want to die, i'll strive to live as much as i want to die