Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
We talked about history earlier today... And I just realized history does not exist when I talk to you... Or when I think of you... Or when I see you... For time stops... And my world comes to a standstill... And I just want to stay there... Submerged in the melody of your voice... Or trapped in the sweetness of your eyes... I fell for you... The rest... Well... The rest is history...
0
Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 11:10 AM UTC
History
We talked about history earlier today... And I just realized history does not exist when I talk to you... Or when I think of you... Or when I see you... For time stops... And my world comes to a standstill... And I just want to stay there... Submerged in the melody of your voice... Or trapped in the sweetness of your eyes... I fell for you... The rest... Well... The rest is history...
a-poet-in-paradise
Written by
Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 11:10 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem