sleeping sound at 2am
goodnight texts and
midnight road trips
so much love for
the world around
but she only sees
what's in front of her
starry skies and sleepy eyes
a rosy face and
hands intertwined
maybe this is heaven
maybe i was wrong for hoping
don't treat me like a secret
either we're in it
or walking around it
YOU ARE READING
a hopeless romantic's winding tales of love and other things.
Poetryventing via poetry, as it seems to move me forward ... enjoy! most of these are probably gonna be super lovey dovey. ♡
