we will sit there,
with blankets of moss and summer sprouts
sunshine on our shiny faces, showing the freckles that've been hiding underneath that white layer of frost
freckles made of starshine and sunbeams
it will be summer and we will finally
reunite
-one day we can be together again
YOU ARE READING
01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words
