I don’t need to stare
At these stars
To dream,
Because the sweetest dream
is reflected in my humble pupil.
Where love turns into fear,
Such emotions are too violent
For my heart to endure.
I keep on falling,
But with you
It is falling into a sea of rose petals.
But no human is perfect,
Yet why is it I see flawless perfection on your scarred
face?
If only you could sense,
The races of my heart,
When you smile
You would realise that nobody can love you
More than I can.
1 comment:
I love your poems! The beutiful phrases make me shiver (see, they even inspire me to write poetically). I also love that I know what you are talking so discretely about in most of them. Hope you continue to write for a long, long time :)
- Marthe
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