you are bright eyes
masking gray storm clouds
in your mind
and a heart too big
for the cavity of sadness
that confines it
and you are a bird
trying so desperately
to keep flying
in the pouring rain
♦ ♦
i am the hands
that long to caress your gentle face
and an autumn breeze
seeking to whisk away
your worries
and i am just a girl
praying for a thunderstorm
so that you may have
endless clear skies
May 10, 2013
May 10, 2013 at 11:24 AM UTC
you are bright eyes
masking gray storm clouds
in your mind
and a heart too big
for the cavity of sadness
that confines it
and you are a bird
trying so desperately
to keep flying
in the pouring rain
♦ ♦
i am the hands
that long to caress your gentle face
and an autumn breeze
seeking to whisk away
your worries
and i am just a girl
praying for a thunderstorm
so that you may have
endless clear skies
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