stars had aligned, my savior finally arrived visions of you clung to my eyes, months of anticipation and stolen stares i still haven’t figured out your must-be-lovely name
walking under that purple flowers tree on the mattress nature laid for us to be with full of flowers and butterflies flying by it is the fate’s will to be, to make you mine
invisible strings and the touch of your hand sparked something in me that floods my eyes the wind in my world always flows towards you a sign of arrival, of beacon i imagined
ere this day, my world covered in gray clouds but now finally turned purple-pink, the golden daylight pierced through the haze for once i'll let this sin feeling bloom, that was born in the dark
This poem is part of my Campus Confessions poetry series.