eyes, deep enough to drown in.
a smile, bright enough to exist as a sun.
a heart, created under the pressure of a hundred mountains.
hands, strong enough to create pottery with the soul of others.
a body made with a trillion old stars.
YOU ARE READING
a racing mind
Poetrya collection of poetry, dedicated to the aching hearts who need help finding the words to describe their sorrow, but also words to help you see the best in things. - all poetry written by me unless stated otherwise -
