I fashion my poetry after you– not in a way words are clothed in starlight that pops at the first sign of darkness but rather, elegance you’d notice in simple things, of everyday occurrences that makes mundane instances more beautiful after the second look these verses are a cotton dress where you’re most stunning against the summer sun the glare in which blinds; yet eyes were caught,refuse to change focus and notes to remember in memory. I could not ask for a better model to reflect how my words should appear when it walks a busy street full of strangers willing to read.
Been a while since I posted anything. #verbalreigns