He is whiskey,
She is vodka,
He is tipsy,
She is drunk,
He kissed her,
She kissed him,
She thinks it was sloppy,
Short and stupid,
He felt magic.
He is dark,
She loves colours,
She practically uses a rainbow coloured mug,
A smirk is what you get from him
Close to a smile,
She smiles at everything,
Like an idiot,
Even at how a banana is just yellow.
He is tall,
She is short,
He is quite most of the time,
She speaks to the mirror all the time,
He likes likes her, a lot,
She only likes Him,
He is ready to burst,
She is not.
He knows what he wants,
She is work in progress,
She is wild,
He could tame her, if
She lets Him,
She wants time,
He has no time.
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I Will Find My Own Sky
PoetryA collection of poems 4th place in Kuru Family Awards. I discovered, They were normal, Way too normal. And there I was , Just a sad girl, Dying to unlearn being NORMAL.
