im not much of a poet,
but his eyes look like comets
rushing to fall onto me,
being engulfed by earth's pull
im not much of a poet,
but i swear his skin
feels like the first drop of water
on a hot summer shower
im not much of a poet,
but his smile spreads across
my skyline like sunshine
on an early morning jog
im not much of a poet,
and he's not much of my poetry.
Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 9:34 AM UTC
im not much of a poet,
but his eyes look like comets
rushing to fall onto me,
being engulfed by earth's pull
im not much of a poet,
but i swear his skin
feels like the first drop of water
on a hot summer shower
im not much of a poet,
but his smile spreads across
my skyline like sunshine
on an early morning jog
im not much of a poet,
and he's not much of my poetry.
