Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#aperture
I hiked up the highest hill To watch the sun go down On your birthday On a not quite full moon of April I stared right in it with such thrill And felt the blood neon colours Of your departure Rush through my veins and freezing me still Stood in awe of this miracle I promised I will Find an aperture As I’m about to take on this solo adventure Of a lifetime of dreams I’ve yet to fulfil.
0
Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 5:32 PM UTC
Aperture