your eyes met mine,
dark swirls
twisting with every thought behind them,
a black hole
pulling me in,
pulling me close
to collapsed chaos
in which i can't escape.
"everything'll be alright,"
your eyes assured.
i've never wanted to be with you more,
to become your other half,
together, a celestial work of art
because for a moment,
i believed you.
YOU ARE READING
to you
Poetryto you, my love • words and thoughts i could never say to you, now finally spoken through a splatter of words on a page. • • a collection of poems written from the view of someone who's fallen in love. • • • (lowercase intended) 26 in poetry - sept...
