One of the voices is eternal
Something blissful and soft
A dream so lucide and free
I lose myself In it every time
Will you always speak to me like this?
Won't you Take my hand and hold it?
I'll only ever feel safe by your side
I only ever feel at home in your company
The rose I hold to you won't ever wilt
Beauty fills the stems and takes root in my heart
Always Leaving me dreaming of you
The leaves branch into my mind completely taking it over
The only rational thought left
Is you
YOU ARE READING
To You From Me
PoetryI write what I feel in the moment I feel it And write the words as I see them It's just A book of poems Maybe its worth a read to you, But also maybe its not. "The fixation of beauty is always looking through a telescope and always failing to see th...
