you had those black ebony hair which looked like stardusts
You had those cold eyes, but isn't it gold?
And your skin, isn't it as white as the doves that flew into the sky?
You had those rosy lips, and my soul kind of wished it could make a curve
and your cheeks was as how bears were stuffed with cotton and feathering, i've always wanted to pinch
everyone knew your innocent soul,
and then it strucked me, you smiled.
And it was like all the fireworks were thrown at me, the feeling in an early morning walk, drinking coffee, reading books
I felt the New year early, every holiday
And those music, your voice, was like when the birds were chirping during sunset
And the way how you dazzle those innocent but brave eyes
But everything ended when your lips curved as you look into her eyes
And then It's like the fireworks had ended,
The sunlight was fading
The coffee got too hot,
And the pages started tearing up it destroyed my eyes
I can feel the holiday fading,
Yet, I just looked behind these window panes.
Quietly dying inside, and the stardusts faded away from my heart.
YOU ARE READING
douleur
Poetry❝Her heart turned grey as they walked out and didn't stay. Now here's the words she wrote on a paper- the words she couldn't say.❞ Written by ellethetic 2017 © ellethetic
