perhaps these slightly drifting melodies,
and unfortunate mishaps,
is a sign that you weren't meant to be mine.but the sounds of crashing waves, the serenity in your face, the dazzling smile feels like an absolute solace.
your stare pierces through me, your eyes say so much, but your mouth is shut,
should i let you go or are no words just enough.should i wait for the unknown, or should i start moving on to the morrow, should i close my door,
or should i stay for more..
YOU ARE READING
locutions [poetry]
Poetrylo·cu·tion ləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ (n.) " a particular form of expression;" 《 a collection of poems and prose. 》 highest rank - #7 in Poetry ♡ #3 in Prose ♡