books on a nightstand
sun beaming outside my window
i wanna be
knee deep in the lakes
when you kiss me
reading the stars
when we run on the waves
to all the poet´s graves
and you'd pick me a rose
in a sea of flowers
cut your finger on the thorns
but lick it off
you´d climb a tree
to grab us granny smiths
and we'd eat them
sitting on orchard grass
watching a late-summer sun
die on the horizon
and you´d comment
on how its blood
looks way prettier than yours
and we'd tell each other tales
drink hot chocolate
in june
dance in living rooms
and backyards
waving up to a cheshire moon
and you might be a boy
you might be a girl
you might be none of that
but i don´t care
cause in my future
i just wanna do it with you.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryIt's been a while since I've written a story on here or updated anything, so I just wanted to show some of the poems I've written recently! Hope you enjoy!
