who is it
that wanders through the darkroom of your heart
who is it
imprinted on each photo
head tilted back
wry smile playing on her lips
I cannot tell
for sometimes she looks a lot like me
then others
I am so far from being enough for you
that a day without me easily slips by
I feel your beauty stems from not belonging to anything
or anyone
Am I trying to trap a firefly
And dilute its glow to fuel my embers?
Is each "I love you" pulling you closer to earth
when you were born to fly
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 7:06 PM UTC
who is it
that wanders through the darkroom of your heart
who is it
imprinted on each photo
head tilted back
wry smile playing on her lips
I cannot tell
for sometimes she looks a lot like me
then others
I am so far from being enough for you
that a day without me easily slips by
I feel your beauty stems from not belonging to anything
or anyone
Am I trying to trap a firefly
And dilute its glow to fuel my embers?
Is each "I love you" pulling you closer to earth
when you were born to fly