I don't know
If I still love you
Or if I just miss you
Because you know me better
Than anyone
And you love all my mistakes
All my heart aches
You love all my mountains and rivers
All my tides and bitter times
You love my dark
And it's so nice to have a sailor
Who knows how to navigate
Just by looking at the stars
[You don't need no compass nor map
You already have
At the tips of your fingers
The trace of my curves]
YOU ARE READING
H I M
Poesie"Blue eyes for distant Stars Honey eyes for Sunlight, We are the crashing of waves on sand Tree branches reaching for the bright sky We are where you end and I start; We were made to belong." This is a chapter in a book I am putting together. And t...
