Honey,
daffodils,
dandelions.
A field, coated in gold.
Mon etoile.
Yellow.
It's follows me.
Your smile,
your golden laugh.
For the world,
is laced
and wrapped in yellow.
And with our gentle hands,
we hold them together.
I find myself,
in a field of yellow.
The yellow suns embrace,
shining on us as we dance in a field.
The dancing is clumsy,
And followed by laughs.
I look into your eyes.
You're smiling at me.
For, at long last,
we've found happiness.
I look to the sky,
our hands still tightly clasped.
I never want to loose this touch.
The yellow stars watch us,
as we watch them.
I'm not gazing up,
i'm gazing down,
into galaxies of adventure.
And i wonder what they hide,
the night sky,
coated with dots of yellow.
You look at me,
pushing my hair back,
and i look back.
Maybe, i've found my adventure.
My discovery, to love the colour yellow.
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Thantophobia
Romansai'm mad in love right now and like i'm gay,,, so here's poems about my gf, my love for nature and flowers, and my obsession with fairies and love!! They're all pretty short and simple because it's about the emotion i put into it rather than the wo...
