You,
are the only
one capable
of making
grey
so beautiful
Do you remember
when
we stumbled down
those rocks
carved from tears
just so you could
tie our shadows
together?
How hard it was
to steal back our
hands from all the broken
clocks after the cat
let go of there tongues?
I do
I’ve ran from
whispered lust
since that night
I’ve written sonnet
after sonnet
to keep you
afloat
though
this heart
will bleed
eternally
unless
the sun dies
of a spotless
mind
May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 4:36 AM UTC
You,
are the only
one capable
of making
grey
so beautiful
Do you remember
when
we stumbled down
those rocks
carved from tears
just so you could
tie our shadows
together?
How hard it was
to steal back our
hands from all the broken
clocks after the cat
let go of there tongues?
I do
I’ve ran from
whispered lust
since that night
I’ve written sonnet
after sonnet
to keep you
afloat
though
this heart
will bleed
eternally
unless
the sun dies
of a spotless
mind
