Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2018
A gift of his childhood,
His eyes clutch a tint of yellow.

The engagingness and fascination of the gift; depreciated.
Plunging in to the urn of gifts, my extremity latches on to the pleasingness of the yellow tint.
I with all my hearts desire,consign to the oblivion
of

~yellow tint.
When my boyfriend was a kid he suffered from jaundice,which took a long time to heal due to which his eyes have a natural yellow colour, which I'm in love with.
Written by
Afeli  18/F/India
(18/F/India)   
  665
     Fawn, ---, ---, Jeff Weddle, eileen and 1 other
Please log in to view and add comments on poems