there's some interesting imagery and some unintended rhyming in this :) [also tysm for 2.6k reads!!]
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sticky, sweet ice cream
dripped from cones
melting onto the pavement
and dissipating instantly
laughter sounded
and a group walked up
brown eyes met blue
and suddenly, i was sucked back
into
black and white tuxedos
and untied bows
hands in hands
on road trips that took us
far away from this
reality
dreamers loving dreamers
coffee-breath mornings
that still tug at my
mind
when the dawn washes its way
over the sky
and the horizon is bathed in
golden
curls threaded through
fingertips
like string through the eye of a
needle
a shot in the dark
that's impossible to make
yet we took it anyway
hoping that our
aim
would hit the bullseye of
"together"
but i'm no archer
and gold curls don't make you
apollo's son
the world dragged us opposite
ways
and our arrow flew astray
hit the target's edge at
"apart"
blue eyes meeting brown brings back
memories
of everything we
had
everything we
used to be.
YOU ARE READING
to the dreamers
Poetry[poetry collection] ✧ poetry by a dreamer for a dreamer ✧ #1 in mypoetry :) #3 in poembook?! #4 in poemcollection!! #6 in poesia! #7 in poetrycollection... #8 in thought! #9 in poetry!! ✶ first place for poetry in the mystical awards !
