Like the sunlight,
Warm and pleasant,
Dreaming of a romance,
That wont exist.
It's beautiful,
The color,
Maybe with time,
I can feel it too.
I appreciate it,
All of it,
Just wish for more,
A pleasant dream.
Wish I wouldn't be stuck,
In this dream,
Wish it was reality,
Maybe some day.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Behind the Flowers
PoesíaBehind the flowers of my facade. A collection of my poetry. Oldest to newest.
