I'll grow on you,
like moss on trees,
like stillness in breeze,
like stars at ease.
Little by little i'll unfold it all
Like a story waiting to appease.
And i won't let you go now,
no.
We've come so far with our little footsteps,
Those footsteps ink your book.
I'll watch you glow,
Go with the flow,
Get all low,
and watch you blow all over again
Yet
Those footsteps ink dries out but not this love with you.
Sep 18, 2025
Sep 18, 2025 at 1:07 PM UTC
I'll grow on you,
like moss on trees,
like stillness in breeze,
like stars at ease.
Little by little i'll unfold it all
Like a story waiting to appease.
And i won't let you go now,
no.
We've come so far with our little footsteps,
Those footsteps ink your book.
I'll watch you glow,
Go with the flow,
Get all low,
and watch you blow all over again
Yet
Those footsteps ink dries out but not this love with you.
I always wanted to write a love poem. A poem where you can imagine with a person you love. Be it a family member, a friend, a lover, a stranger you met in airport yet can't forget so you dream a little universe with them and you in it. I hope you will be able to imagine this with anyone you love.