This cradle of sweet remembrance
is ours to recollect
under a myriad of unknown stars.
Your hazel eyes bore golden flecks,
your cheeks blushed crimson
above the scars.
Every bit of flesh in your body
speaks of our nostalgic yesteryear,
it mirrors the chasmic depths
of a love beyond celestial spheres.
Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 6:34 AM UTC
This cradle of sweet remembrance
is ours to recollect
under a myriad of unknown stars.
Your hazel eyes bore golden flecks,
your cheeks blushed crimson
above the scars.
Every bit of flesh in your body
speaks of our nostalgic yesteryear,
it mirrors the chasmic depths
of a love beyond celestial spheres.