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Janine Oct 2018
⌜ 141018⌝ the stars that shoot through the sky are like bright diamonds, eager to fall and to grant one’s wish. you made that wish come true. prancing across the sky, you fell into my life.

the moment I saw you, I became infatuated by the glorious glow that radiated off of you. a majestic creature you are at that maybe even better. words cannot explain how much you mean to me.

graceful is the word I will use to describe your actions. you move so smooth and calmly. i love the way you dance. the choreography is almost-thick like honey.

your name rolls off my tongue like butterscotch, slow and with ease. saying your name is as simple as saying your alphabet yet why does it get hard for me to muster up the courage to say anything.

I believe it is because of those deep brown orbs I seem to get lost in. bits of star dust lay in your eyes whilst the meteors are being swallowed by the cosmos.

galaxies and rings of planets make up you. full of the exploding stars and ***** of gasses. even though they’re nothing but chemicals it never fails to captivate me with it’s beauty.

you’d never think that someone like you exists. you have pieces of moon grazed on your finger tips and your lips are always a rosy red almost the colour of mars.

you always have a slight tint of pink painted across your cheeks which I might add is gorgeous. your smile is like no other. shining brighter than the burning ball of fire we call the sun.

pourquoi me fais-tu sentir de cette façon...?
Janine Oct 2018
The bird longs to be free as of I wanting to be heard. Wanting to escape the pain and terror that adorns my head.

I wonder what it feel likes to be free of the shadows and voices that stick around. How its is to be in the light instead of constant darkness.

I used to be free and afloat. Able to smile without a doubt, until the darkness consumes my very identity. To say the least. Im drowning. My life has been crushed.

Staying in a cage 24/7 is how I feel. My body entrapped in nothing but rage and depression. Negativity floods your body. Every corner, every inch until there’s nothing left.

A grave of dreams. The only thing keeping me sane. I dream of how life could be but eventually they all die. Its the end of the road for my imagination and soul.

My thoughts are now clouded and confused. I don’t understand anything anymore. What has life come to? Its nothing but terror.Its empty and filled with power crazed fools, longing to be free suddenly seems like a faded dream.

The sun shine everywhere but near me. I am no longer blessed with the things of the past. There’s nothing left for the future. As of I.

The breeze seems as though it’s fresh out of a bottle. I wish to breathe it but my lungs are clogged. My vision is blurred and my body has gone limp. Once more the light hovers over my skin until it completely fades. I see it no more.

I see them smiling genuinely and laughing whilst I can barely muster a word. My voice is trapped into a bow locked up and buried. Help.

Dark is now. It was before but now it seems like there is nothing left. A blackhole I’m trapped. No one can save me now. Im in too deep.
Janine Oct 2018
I inhale the stars, the scent of twinkling light, I feel you within me. Such a tender and warm feeling with you. Your smile a delicate and precious glow stays in might. I beg for it to not fade like dreams in the morning.

I look into your eyes and all I see is the night sky. Your big doe eyes were filled with memories together. Some happy, the other were of us shedding tears. The past is dead while the future is bright.

When ever I see you, I fall into this state of mind. Such a universal perspective. It was as if I were looking at the universe. Every cell in your body was made of stars.

Glimmeringly I look at you in awe and amazement that such a beautiful creature like you exists. I get caught up in the shadows unfolding within you. I take in the fullness of your presence. ‘What a beauty’ I say.

I cant help falling for you. You and only you. I hear the whispers of the moon and stars. They worship your grandeur as it basks in the moonlight.

Your unique features is something that cannot be found anywhere else. Your body is alluring and is shaped in a way those can’t compare. There is beauty in diversity.

Soft petals gracefully dance in the wind leaving a fragrance only one can hold. Flowers always remind me of you. People can only see the simplicity and surface of it but I can see the details and you my love are a flower.

As the moon disappears in the bright morning sky the sun comes out to play. The light softly kisses your cheeks as you step out the door. Your soft features automatically break into a smile knowing that the sun adores your presence.

The leaves rustle in the wind and the trees sway back and forth at the mention of your name. Oh baby,, everything just loves you and I hope you love yourself.

The glorifying presence of you is something so rare and if anyone meets you is lucky. The kindness of your heart radiates so bright if anyone saw you they’d think your a fallen angel.

The wings on your back dipped in gold and pure as snow are clear as the night sky, shimmering whenever light touches it. Your feathers are ruffled but still groomed. You soar through the sky ever so gracefully. Its amazing no one has ever seen anything like you.

Time is slowed whenever your around. Your presence is alarming but in the best way possible. I wish I could be with you forever. Taking in every ounce of your love
I can.

Your heart is so chaste and undefiled its almost unreal. I can’t imagine a world without you. Without you so many souls would be engulfed in darkness. You are the one who brightens up any situation.

Moon dusts grazes your nose as a star falls out of the sky. I see it glowing and shooting throughout. It zoomed past me trailing dust in the air. It lingers. Small particles float around.

I like to think its magic. The same magic that the surges through your fingers. That magic is full of miracles and hope. One day you will spread that hope all over this world and it will be a beautiful sight to see.

Clouds sit in the sky floating with the wind,, seeming like they are on a everlasting journey. Yet under those clouds lay a world covered in darkness.

You seem to be the only light in this celestial sphere, dazzling in the midst of these dark and twisted mouths of evil. You see reality in your eyes. You see it filled with grace and serenity while others see nothing but holes of despair.

The deep blue sea is nothing but water. You hold it in the palm of your hand. Water traps me at every side. Im lost at sea. Im lost but you have come to find me. You grab my hand every so softly and give me a small smile.

I look at you with only love and adoration never with hatred. I never handle you roughly only with the utmost care. Im afraid that if I don’t treat you gently then you’ll break right in my arms.

Your like a porcelain doll. Fragile but opulent. One mistake and its over. That’s why you cannot be near me and my sinful heart. I am not worthy of your presence. It is to a blessing to even breathe in the same vicinity as you.

A diamond in the rough. Your the stone while I’m the dirt that sits upon you. Once I get washed away, your light will shine. You will be a crystal that glimmers whenever any source of light simply nears you.

Rainbows were created as a sign of a promise. People often take its radiance for granted but you look at every single thing and show it love. You are often envious of the true colours that show but you don’t realize that you have your own colours.

I wish you could see the way I see you. Just look through my eyes for once and see what I see. Look at the way your smile is. You might think its crooked but I think its perfect. You may see yourself fat but I see cute and stumpy.

I know no one is perfect but you, you are the definition of near-perfect. There’s but one flaw that adorns your angelic body.

Love. Love is one of the worse sins that can ever be imagined but it can also come as a good thing.

Love makes your heart races and thump harder than a beating drum. Your stomach does flips as the mention of your lovers name. You fall for every single thing they do. Sometimes you don’t even realize that you are staring at them.

Love is complicated. It twists your thoughts up in knots. It always crosses your mind never leaving. You dream constantly about them. Once you awake from your slumber you want to go back to that fantasy land and never leave.
Janine Oct 2018
Sunlight could never kiss your soft and plump cheeks because you are the sun. You are the one that shines bright every morning and glows when night appears.

I walk enjoying the fresh breeze listening to your soft whispers about all of the things that have yet to come true.

Oh how I long to be able to hold your hand but you are merely light. You are an abstract object that sometimes I wish would become concrete.

You are a beauty. I can’t bare the urge to stare at you. I smile every-time. I wish you would be able to see how adorable you look in my eyes.

I tend to giggle because those laughs of yours are contagious. I could go on for hours at a time talking about how you make me feel.

I cant help but feel protective of you. My precious pumpkin is not allowed to be hurt or touched by anything evil or worldy.

Things are full of sin yet you are as pure as snow. Atop your head sits a halo and upon your back are angel wings. You are an angel sent from above with a mission to make people happy.

Your smile is like a blooming rose glowing in the beam of light. So warm and radiant. What a sight to see. A gorgeous flower like you.

Roses have this captivating scent, its almost as amazing as the bright red colour that drips off the petals. Who knew such a thorny plant could be so divine?

My love for you is like a delicate rose blooming in the high of summer solstice. So soft and pure. The softness that lingers on it causes me to want to never pick you.

You stand strong and firm in the soil not daring to budge as the blazing heat touches your skin. Roses are such confident beauties.

My paintbrush strokes against the canvas drawing the most beautiful thing to exist. You, the rose. The plant that once lay in my backyard has now been placed in an encasement made of nothing but glass.

Most flowers will shrivel up and slowly depart but you are what I call an eternal beauty. Your display will never dismantle. You will forever remain.

The rain is an enjoyable time especially when I spend it with you. The way the droplets of rain bounce off of you just shows me how perfect you really are.

Its a sight to see. Looking at the way you glow in so much piety, the way you smile in the darkest moments, the way you flop around playing even when you feel like crying. You are the strongest flower I've met.

I mention your beauty very often because it is so true. Looking at you is like watching the sun rise on a lake and when you look closely you can see the mist rising upwards. The light slowly breaking through the sky. The colours a bright orange, purple and pink.

That's exactly what I see. I hope you know that I'm speaking truthfully. My tongue bans lies from spewing out of mouth. Its so majestic to see you.

I talk of you being a flower because they are some of the most amazing things to happen and you my dear are important to me and my weak heart.

As slow autumn creeps around the corner, the leaves fall off of the trees and the only thing you see decorating the ground is the remains of plants. Yes Yet something seems to still be there at my window.

What is this? The crystal moonlight glimmering onto this branch showing nothing but a small bud. Its full colours haven't been show yet but I can tell it will be gorgeous in the spring.

The brisk wind of the cold air hits my face as I retreat back inside to the warm. I look at my pictures adorned on my wall and here sits the painting of the rose in summer.

Remember when I said that you would last forever? Well not in that form at least. You are the bud the sits upon my windowsill. You still are beautiful in your own way. You remained by my side through the seasons.

I love how again I represent you as a flower. You just happen to be the one thing I love the most.

The aesthetic aura paints off of you causing a shiver to slide down my spine. The coldness of your touch makes me wince. Who knew such a reaction could come from simply skin ship.


"Everlasting and gorgeous"

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