onto the canvas i brush paint ever so lightly.
delicate just like you. cyan like the sky at 10 am when birds' chirping fills the air that's already dripping of summer heat. rosegold like your skin covered in morning light still caught in the moment between a dream beginning to fade and reality - scary but pure. tangled up in paperthin sheets. i carefully add their white to the painting. then rose as your lips that murmur words when you're fast asleep. that whisper song lyrics when you think.
onto the canvas. i apply paint ever so lightly. because gosh, i love you.
and i want you to know about it.
YOU ARE READING
euphoria
Poetry‚I glance up into the clouded sky. a sea of grey and of nothing at all. and I just want to fucking drown myself in it.' welcome to my 3 am poetry collection. 2020.
