Playing god (minus that divinity)
I create you.
Your fingerprint like contours on a map,
The brown eye speckled with frosts of amber,
The curl that catches the crisp sunlight.
So there you are in my mind,
Completed.
Whether you'll stay, I have no power.
I will simply remain here
To marvel,
whilst you gleam from afar.
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 3:52 PM UTC
Playing god (minus that divinity)
I create you.
Your fingerprint like contours on a map,
The brown eye speckled with frosts of amber,
The curl that catches the crisp sunlight.
So there you are in my mind,
Completed.
Whether you'll stay, I have no power.
I will simply remain here
To marvel,
whilst you gleam from afar.
Love, life,
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