he looked down at her body
"beautiful" was all he said
before he leaned in and kissed her
this is something out of a story
a fairytale
something i never thought would be mine
but here i am
young and in love
watching him smile
and tell me i'm beautiful
i am living in a dream
YOU ARE READING
quarter to dawn {poetry}
Poetrya collection of poems. you ask me why i like art and i tell you that the water colours bleed prettier than my wrists
