❛ A warm fire burning in the fireplace, the embers crackling quietly
cuddled up on the couch, sharing the soft, fluffy blanket
Your arms are wrapped around each other
you two sit in a comfortable silence, watching the fire while the snow falls onto the Earth outside
coating the ground like a light blanket
I can't name this other person, but I bet you're already thinking of them ❜
━July 5, 2020
so if u couldn't tell I dont really know how to form a poem with the lines and all that
but I hoped u liked it ( and the others. LMK WHAT YALL THINK )
YOU ARE READING
BEETLEJUICE , poetry
Puisi. . bitter me, how sweet of you to ask if I'd be your muse and go and paint me blue © 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝
