YOU ARE READING

Poetry

midnight silk flows from her head and a stormy sea lies in her eyes magic flows every time she speaks a crimson silence dancing across her lips

pretty brown eyes

0 0 0

by lonely_ass_queer

by lonely_ass_queer

Pretty brown eyes,

Pretty tan skin,

White dress fluttering in the wind.

Cliche but she's not,

Fragile but she's tough.

Plays no instruments,

But she's playing with my heart.

Come out and say hello,

I've been falling for you too.

You smell like strawberries and raspberries,

You make my mind go in circles around you.

You're way more pretty than I'll ever be,

Both inside and out and suddenly,

I din't think guys are in my league,

I'm into girls now, date me please?