You literally walked into my life
Like a raging lava and fire
Just enough to pinch me out of
Reality.
A storm is not enough
To blow you out
Dark eyes piercing silently
And slowly creeping on me
But why does it feel this way
It's as if, I have seen you before
Even though I actually haven't.
YOU ARE READING
Pastel Yellow
PoetryI'm not so sure How are you able to see Through those thick-rimmed Glasses of yours To think that someone like Is pretty enough To be yours. What have I done For the Great King to Give me the most precious Reward I could ever acquire. ...
