#scintilla
The way her wavey locks flow like there's no matter in the world.
The color of her nails that are darker than the depths of the Abyss.
The memories we share, ones that will always make me smile wider than the Persian Gulf.
Her morals and ways could inspire Satan himself to be better.
You see, finding a pretty face is easy.
But finding an impeccable soul as such is where the hard part lays. A soul, by no means, perfect but yet flawless in a world filled with hatred and demise. In it's own struggle finding ways to not only survive, but thrive. Blossom in ways unknown to man thus far.
... I know what you're thinking:
"How can such a person exist?"
I would tell you: "she doesn't"...
No one is as perfect as a poem.
Two words: Dark Side.
Now is the part where I lose your attention because she is no longer THAT. What you haven't yet thought of is the way she handles and drives that darkness... inside there lays a scintilla of madness and humor you are yet to discover; but oh when you do...
It's a whole new world.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 5:31 PM UTC
Nicotine
I cannot ignore
how loudly love knocks
whilst you and I exchange
meaningful eye locks.
You are my Lucida,
my brightest star,
though I never intended
for you
to take so much space
in my heart;
I cannot tell where
your fervency ends
and my love starts.
You are an iota of heartache,
mixed with a hint of nicotine
and sprinkled with flaws,
reminding me broken beings
should be healed with love
not bandaids or empty promises
(though they're the same).
My darling, sublimity scintillates
in your eyes and
I cannot explain in a rhyme
the many ways you make me feel sublime.
**A/N: Hey guys! An update after a long time!! I know this is not the order that the poems go, but I felt inspired to write about this person and so I thought why not? If you'd like to, comment some feedback, thoughts, and / or questions (:**
Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 9:49 AM UTC