If I ever had to leave
Would you follow me?
Through the forest vibes and four seasons.
Reminiscing over bittersweet chocolates and our memories.
All the colours and personalities.
All the traces of my letters and ink.
We'll build a kingdom of roses and persimmons,
Through the meadows of Hades and Persephone.
I love the way you wear citron
I love your bright, suffering, tangent lips.
My moon, sun and star,
Twitterpated on herbal teas and stealing beauties.
There are times for loving, these are times of Spring.
There are times for losing, these are times of Rain.
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PoetryA five-course written meal of poems, short stories, conflicting thoughts, unseen letters and AU imagines. Filled with fluttering heart moments, forgotten memories of nostalgia, an abyss of sadness, immersive happiness and treasured words. ~~ Sugges...
