I delight to observe you excited of things
when the sun beams over your cheeks and
brings out what you weep,
skin velvet coated by beautiful freckles,
a boon of sand on the beach
while you adore the sun setting in hundreds of crimsons
while I adore the muse in front of me.
I see your eyes in every passing person
not because you're there but only because
I wish you were.
Your eyes open the sea when you stare
holding freshly picked berries
and cold glazed tears.
I see you in the clock as old as your heart,
the time slipping past our fingertips
as i failed to hold our memories dear
the clock still ticks
even though you're not here.
May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 11:16 AM UTC
I delight to observe you excited of things
when the sun beams over your cheeks and
brings out what you weep,
skin velvet coated by beautiful freckles,
a boon of sand on the beach
while you adore the sun setting in hundreds of crimsons
while I adore the muse in front of me.
I see your eyes in every passing person
not because you're there but only because
I wish you were.
Your eyes open the sea when you stare
holding freshly picked berries
and cold glazed tears.
I see you in the clock as old as your heart,
the time slipping past our fingertips
as i failed to hold our memories dear
the clock still ticks
even though you're not here.
this one is kinda long, whoops.
