My mind is on fire, and you're the only one who will calm the flames
Amongst the chaos you draw a sweet breath of peace
maybe in this fucked up world, everything will be alright.
I want to be with you at 2am
listening to music, exchanging thoughts from the depths of our souls
I want you to be okay
To wake up one day, with your warm breath against my neck
and everything will be lovely
and we will be home. Together.
You are my fire, you are my heart.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PuisiA collection of my thoughts. Maybe you can read them and feel as if they are yours too, or maybe you'll read them and think what the fuck. Either or, enjoy.
