your eyes are a forest,
blanketed in rain,
and drenched in sunlight.
at night, the silent moon
casts rays of subtle grey
over the rich greenery.
YOU ARE READING
enigmatic
Poetryen·ig·mat·ic /ˌenəɡˈmadik/ adjective difficult to interpret or understand; mysterious. Just a collection of my shitty writing I like to call poetry. How unfortunate. (I am also rather edgy and depressed here so tw for some people but I promise I'm a...
forest eyes
your eyes are a forest,
blanketed in rain,
and drenched in sunlight.
at night, the silent moon
casts rays of subtle grey
over the rich greenery.
