an envelope of sky fall
in my heart
with clouds dispersing
and people rejoicing
but this isn't some love story
and it can't be
with the sky itself
crumbling
into
dust
until all that's left
is the shining moonlight
reflecting off the calm, peaceful water
of my mind
YOU ARE READING
maybe i'm dreaming (COMPLETED)
Poetrya sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for sty...
