You are the stars, the moon, the sun.
You are everything good and bad mixed into one.
Your eyes are like the universe,
Holding mysteries I have yet to discover.
I know I should get away,
But I find myself coming back to you,
You are like a pool of cooling water,
If I stepped in I knew I would drown.
Why was I afraid then?
Why was I being so pessimistic?
All I had to do was hand you my beating heart.
These thoughts are driving me to a delirium.
But, you are you calling to me like a siren in the dark.
Even if you did accept me,
What do I do next?
What would I say?
Would you help me understand what "love" is?
YOU ARE READING
Epigrams
PoetryIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
