Look through me,
Look through my never ending walls,
See what none has ever seen before...
Look me in the eyes and see,
That fact that you mean everything to me.
A given grace from the Lord above,
Melting me into tiny shreds of light,
Letting all of my rays flow away,
Carried by the wind spread among the city...
And now that you can't stop looking everywhere,
Gazing at the skies,
And searching for me...
I bet you,
You lost yourself in a labyrinth of the little streets.
You lost yourself searching for me...
YOU ARE READING
The Burning Embers
PoetryPoetry Book, "Behind her eyes hides a galaxy, sometimes some stars flow down her cheeks where they can find warmth..." "Watch the rain little pluviophile..." "You meant to me what angels mean to skies..." "Dare to dream, Fight to rise, And believe t...
