Cloudy sweet delight
fulfills the
space bounded with an
atmosphere of lavender.
The soft cotton touch, lingers against my
steady fingertips.
Beating, the breath of
yesterday.
Living on the corner
of my mouth, crimson red flushed
lips.
Arms aching of
emptiness, tired, restless eyes.
Glimpsing golden
light.
Sprawling, bleeding
upon, a red flaming face.
My prying hands, pressing against my
pleating pockets.
Brought to my sight,
held a captivating view.
A note with a name:
“Darling, you shine
past the sun.
You are golden, my
princess.
You
cannot be compared to
a single thing.
The Queen of Hearts
would be jealous.
Looking upon you
lively, genuine heart.
You ripple of
fireworks, exploding bold colors
into the vast royal blue
sky.”
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 12:39 PM UTC
Cloudy sweet delight
fulfills the
space bounded with an
atmosphere of lavender.
The soft cotton touch, lingers against my
steady fingertips.
Beating, the breath of
yesterday.
Living on the corner
of my mouth, crimson red flushed
lips.
Arms aching of
emptiness, tired, restless eyes.
Glimpsing golden
light.
Sprawling, bleeding
upon, a red flaming face.
My prying hands, pressing against my
pleating pockets.
Brought to my sight,
held a captivating view.
A note with a name:
“Darling, you shine
past the sun.
You are golden, my
princess.
You
cannot be compared to
a single thing.
The Queen of Hearts
would be jealous.
Looking upon you
lively, genuine heart.
You ripple of
fireworks, exploding bold colors
into the vast royal blue
sky.”
