my love,
let poetry strip you bare of all those wounding emotions that tunnel out through your eyes at the spur of this moment.
Let the universe be your parchment, love.
let the stars be your letters,
and constellations
do you justice as words,
and the galaxy, my love,
will bow low to you,
it will surrender to you
as your own, woven poetry.
YOU ARE READING
𝚂 𝚃 𝙰 𝚁 𝙻 𝙰
Poetry𝑊𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙𝑠, 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. // no. 1 in #wattpadpoetry (24 June 2021) // no. 1 in #wattpadpoems (23 June 2021) // no. 1 in #wattpadpoet (24 June 2021) // no. 1 on #poemcontest (8th May 2021) // no. 1 on #sixwordstories (8th May 2021) // n...
