01/26/17
When I look at her
All I see is Beauty
Ebony hair
Cascading down light shoulders
Wich never seem to hold tension
Color always in her olive toned skin
A rosy blush across her defined cheekbones
The same color that rests upon her lips
That speak only with the delicacy
Of a spring birds harmonious song
Which match the softness of her eyes
Truly the most breathtaking of sights
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Borderline | Poetry
PoesíaPoetry Written in a Psychiatric Hospital #1 in psychiatrichospital 03.31.19 Chapter numbers are not in order. This poetry is older, so check out some of my newer (much better) poetry on my page. Cover by Matthaio's Galactica Graphic Shop Copy Righ...
