somthing to keep closed

love romance poetry

poetry

a cold room with cold hands, a red string beside my shirt sleeve

viewing a blinded window with a dark blue sky, grey clouds

a red book near me, feeling the urge to tell him how much I need him, he is so far away from like two souls are separated in union

I crave his existence, neither more than that, I find places to forget them, but time keeps coming near, gravity pulls us closer like deception.

My dreams are deceiving, more like tricking me into a dream that won't ever happen, my confession won't ever come out from guilt and confusion.

He's only passing by with other faces, making it seem odd and an Apparition

makes it more difficult to imagine them in real life, but he's all I ever wanted in my presence

I just go with a day of coffee and be radiant through these days and pretend everything will be the same or change in its own time I find him in every season he's not there every picture, he's just not in present i might not look for another picture to find i often dream throughy my thoughts of finding numurouse soultions on how i can keep the day filled with a wave of blooms from the flowers that 

are often rare to think and find maybe one day he will find me instead.

Author's Note

Hopefully you guys love the new release, only 10 minutes of thinking about this
Great idea!

Reviews

[Joss Jeffrey]

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[Twilight]

Maybe so (great idea!), and I have found it constructive in the past; to get my thoughts down in words. Spontaneously, before they turn to dust after inspiration has pat.

This write shows a surreal side, for sure.It manifests being in solitary, dreams and more; from your own unique perspective.

More specifically still, this piece also revolves around an enigmatic "he; who may wander be someone to meet for real. Not just in mere dream, but in reality; if that turns out to be within your destiny - dear Destiny...

[M 💕]

I really loved this, it feels so soft and personal. The imagery you used is beautiful, and I could feel the quiet ache in your words. You have such a gentle, honest way of writing - I’d love to read more of your poems :)

[destiny renteria]

why thank u darling so sweet