you are,
woven into the cloudless sky.
you are,
in the scent of coffee I smell on the way home.
you are,
a piece of art, bold strokes from my brush.
you are,
in the words I write at midnight.
you are,
in the songs I hear.
you are,
everywhere in my world, even if we are miles apart.
YOU ARE READING
All The Stars In The Sky
Short Storya collection of short stories and writing dumps; sometimes fandom oneshots and sometimes just some random things i think up in the middle of the night. © allianaavelinjackson 2021-2022
