He spread wide his smile through curtains of night,
veils of wispy white
She stared up at him,
indifferent,
that he shown through any darkness,
indignant,
that he always caught her eye
He beamed down at her curving frame, illuminating the crevices and secret places
she kept hidden from the rest of the world
He knew about them, and sometimes
he would cloak himself so that she too would be hidden from prying spies,
the earths chosen ones.
She was introverted and shy,
but also nurturing and brimming with life
He watched over her with the kind of protectiveness that only a father knows for his
daughter, a groom for his bride
She could ripple with majesty when angered
and glitter like gold in the sun
and soften and still like warm water in a bath
He understood her,
saw with clarity the beauty that reflected from the depths of her heart, the light from his own
He fell in love with the ocean
She fell too,
in time, in love with the moon.
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Easier To Forget
PoésiePoems. // Hi, hello. This is a sort-of memoir/journal of unorthodox poems that I've written over the years. I started writing in 2015. Glad you're here (: Feel free to leave comments and vote or w/e. ×Mysneakz [Completed]
