the grass would tickle the bottom of my feet,
warm spring air would lift up my hair and make it dance as i ran into a moss covered land.
the land where fairies probably live,
and where my love grows.
where a long pink dress embroidered with flowers would rest over my body as i rest on the forest floor,
blissfully uncaring of the dirt beneath me.
i would take care of my love, in its home in the middle of a crystal clear pond with lily-pads and frogs and coi fish.
once i finished i would walk the same moss path until i reached the grass and saw my home,
what does it look like?
i'm not quite sure,
but it kinda feels like you.
YOU ARE READING
an ode to the loveless, these are for you.
Poetrypoetry to help aid your understanding of emotions that are too strong to deal with alone, and also some insight into my mind and soul. enjoy. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Poem #1 in Mania #1 in Doubt #1 in Longing #2 in Need
