When I say he became my universe
Don’t mistake me
For saying I no longer see outside of him
Rather, understand that he is endless
That this is something of infinite nature
That every touch is super sonic
That his lips taste interstellar
That I’m not on top of the world,
I’m at the galaxy’s edge.
When I say he became my universe,
Don’t mistake me
For saying his absence leaves a black hole
There can be no absence
From the vastness that he is.
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You Give Me All The Feels
PoetryYou Give Me All The Feels is a collection of poems and prose solely dedicated to a loved one or a special someone. I Think people nowadays, especially the millennials, crave and are addicted to this kind of compositions -- love, relationship, friend...
