Has anyone ever told you
that you are the most endearing person
in human existence?
Because I think you are.
With your sacred motion
that spreads along my lungs,
with your pretty laughter during
an evident silence.
Haphazard glances at vivid rays,
and your verdant eyes stare
straight at me, and I feel blue.
I try to hide my
lasting grief and fickle spirits,
I cherish you in many ways.
I keep in mind eternal summer,
eternal bliss, eternal souls,
and our names that changed.
The story's blessed by future prays,
you, my pal, and I
are waiting.
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 1:54 PM UTC
Has anyone ever told you
that you are the most endearing person
in human existence?
Because I think you are.
With your sacred motion
that spreads along my lungs,
with your pretty laughter during
an evident silence.
Haphazard glances at vivid rays,
and your verdant eyes stare
straight at me, and I feel blue.
I try to hide my
lasting grief and fickle spirits,
I cherish you in many ways.
I keep in mind eternal summer,
eternal bliss, eternal souls,
and our names that changed.
The story's blessed by future prays,
you, my pal, and I
are waiting.
actually written a few years ago and drunkenly read to a person who might have not appreciated it as much as i hoped. but what can you do.
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