Your presence is what leaves me in awe.
But our connection is like beginning a war,
polluting the atmosphere, feeding it to the
stars.
But the stars are unreachable, so is our love. And this cage we stuck it into, we must release the dove.
Trapped we made it be, trapped became our souls. Tell them to uncover, tell them to go home.
Let the screams of the silence echo through you. Joyful is this sound of your silence,
like watching the rain drop its oceans, where the rays of the sun greets you, unhurt.
Your body was a glimpse of heaven, but for the soul; hell. Saw only the light of the horizon, while I was stuck inside your shell.
YOU ARE READING
You Who Knows Best
PoëzieThis is a series of love poems written by me. "May we meet where the eye can find its rest, And where our hearts beat for each other, even outside of our breasts."
