Feb 2017
Nicotine
I cannot ignore
how loudly love knocks
whilst you and I exchange
meaningful eye locks.
You are my Lucida,
my brightest star,
though I never intended
for you
to take so much space
in my heart;
I cannot tell where
your fervency ends
and my love starts.
You are an iota of heartache,
mixed with a hint of nicotine
and sprinkled with flaws,
reminding me broken beings
should be healed with love
not bandaids or empty promises
(though they're the same).
My darling, sublimity scintillates
in your eyes and
I cannot explain in a rhyme
the many ways you make me feel sublime.
A/N: Hey guys! An update after a long time!! I know this is not the order that the poems go, but I felt inspired to write about *this person and so I thought why not? If you'd like to, comment some feedback, thoughts, and / or questions (:
I cannot ignore
how loudly love knocks
whilst you and I exchange
meaningful eye locks.
You are my Lucida,
my brightest star,
though I never intended
for you
to take so much space
in my heart;
I cannot tell where
your fervency ends
and my love starts.
You are an iota of heartache,
mixed with a hint of nicotine
and sprinkled with flaws,
reminding me broken beings
should be healed with love
not bandaids or empty promises
(though they're the same).
My darling, sublimity scintillates
in your eyes and
I cannot explain in a rhyme
the many ways you make me feel sublime.
A/N: Hey guys! An update after a long time!! I know this is not the order that the poems go, but I felt inspired to write about *this person and so I thought why not? If you'd like to, comment some feedback, thoughts, and / or questions (:
