she with pastel pink hair like cotton candy waves falling from her head and foggy white skin like a porcelain doll adorned with gingered freckle specks sat on a park bench warm creamy coffee quietly steaming in her hand just watching the commotion the rush of the world spinning right before her amber eyes they say get your head out of the sky girl come back down to earth but don’t they know she was born there in the marshmallow clouds and she can hear them calling her home again
i looked into those beautiful hazel eyes mesmerized by their untold story i could look into them for eternity wandering in the depths of browns, golds, and greens i’ll drown in them until your voice brings me up from the sea
if the freckles decorating my skin were like the stars dancing in the night sky would you come near me orbit around me just long enough to trace all the lines to map out constellations drift through galaxies lose yourself in space and time if the scars decorating my skin were like the stars dancing in the night sky would you press close to me fill the space between us play connect the dots just long enough to see the sunshine in my atmosphere
i watched you as you stroked your dog’s soft black fur and my small inner thigh when you looked at me i saw your past inside of those wounded hazel eyes you’ve been hurt and so have i but for a reason i do not know i trust in you completely not to rip out my already bleeding heart i just hope you trust me too