mellifluous aubade effervesce in her veins as she levitates above, declaring the captivity that are the luminous stars in his alarmingly vacant, childish eyes. both of them were never prepared for this turning into more than a silly dalliance.
dance with me, gedeyon. dance so i could get lost in home that is your arms and shake my head in disbelief it took only one person to find a hope again. turn me around, show me to the world. i don't wanna hide anymore. where are we going?
i hide my secrets behind the ribs of dysphoria. we run to the hills as I hear them cluttering inside, making me lose breath under the painfully blue sky.
no one notices how my soul escape aghast in the opposite direction from you, into my happy place, into something where i stayed for too long and not used to leave it more than once a day. you forgive me but i see as you whisper to the azure of dread something that's better left unsaid amid us.
tell me.
YOU ARE READING
vintage melancholy
Poetryif we meet again, you'll be a different phase. a new person i no longer know at all; absquatulate!
