Sunlight pouring on my skin
Magnolia clouds floating by
Caramel coating my hands
Fingers skimming cross the air
Wind kissing both of my cheeks
Leaves fall to be our blanket
Silk strands laying on the grass
Your hand lightly stroking them
Sparrows chirping above us
Catching earthworms from the ground
Our music was blasting
From the sound we created
An instant was all it took
Memories produced and kept
Followed by a deep, deep fall
It's over and what it'll be...
Who'll know?
YOU ARE READING
Us
PoetrySomething I hope will help others (especially Carlotta). Things may not meant to be. Let it go, write it down, say it out and you will feel much better.
