your poetry
used to
speak of
her eyes;
crystal orbs
of hazy umber
as you crave
for her
cunning
glance
upon
your mundane
existence
your art
used to
capture
her hair;
the summer
threads of silk
every inch of which
you desired
to hold between
your fragile
fingers
your dreams
used to
remind you of
the way
her lips
curl to a smile;
you could only
wished
to be the one
behind it
she taught you
how to
crave
desire
and wish
i taught you
how to
compromise
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 7:21 AM UTC
your poetry
used to
speak of
her eyes;
crystal orbs
of hazy umber
as you crave
for her
cunning
glance
upon
your mundane
existence
your art
used to
capture
her hair;
the summer
threads of silk
every inch of which
you desired
to hold between
your fragile
fingers
your dreams
used to
remind you of
the way
her lips
curl to a smile;
you could only
wished
to be the one
behind it
she taught you
how to
crave
desire
and wish
i taught you
how to
compromise
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