My body
Is made of
Strings of stems
Linked together
With budding flowers
Emanating the
Most wonderful scents
It's made of
Beauty
Confidence
And millions of
Galaxies
But this shell
Is the only thing
You can see
And oh how
I wish to show you
The things that grow
Within me
Because then
Maybe you'd show
Me yours too
And I might get
A chance to discover
The Blues and Blacks
That make up the stars
In your veins
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
My body
Is made of
Strings of stems
Linked together
With budding flowers
Emanating the
Most wonderful scents
It's made of
Beauty
Confidence
And millions of
Galaxies
But this shell
Is the only thing
You can see
And oh how
I wish to show you
The things that grow
Within me
Because then
Maybe you'd show
Me yours too
And I might get
A chance to discover
The Blues and Blacks
That make up the stars
In your veins
