untitled parts &
unfinished entries
lying in bed &
staring into space
we could run through starfields
clear the clouds, ethereal
breaths
blushed cheeks and smiles
your glossed eyes,
the third layer of nail polish
empty words of
'inspiration'
leaky faucets
draining constellations
tears rolling down blush
sparkles of color
maybe we could stay
this time between 3 and 4 am
lights on, switch down
the things that don't feel quite right
we could run through starfields
and love our illusions
soft smiles and cries
conflicting thoughts
rambling, confusing stanzas
the things i thought i knew
growing, cutting vines,
maybe we can run forever,
leaky faucets never fixed.
nail polish never dried.
YOU ARE READING
-𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬 ii.
Poetry"i've been hoping to get rid of you. forget you, wash away everything that you ever touched. but now that it's fading, i'm afraid. i don't want to forget. your smell of lavender and your heart of bronze. your eyes of chocolate and your angel wings."...
