Poems from ashes321
The smell of Christmas
Trapped inside a candle
It’s flame burning bright
The only light I need
Wide awake with too many thoughts
A...
Your chapped lips
Crush against mine
The smell of smoke
Lingers around our bodies entwined
I push you down
On top of the night grass...
There’s a place downtown
That we used to go
We'd stay up all night
Laughing at our own jokes
Having picnics and campfires
On top of the...
Lana Del Rey’s voice
Singing to me as I write
Haunting me with memories
Of all of the hopeless nights
I spent wiping my mind of you...
Your blue eyes
Pupils wide
Bet you don’t remember
How high we were
Whitney’s voice
Arguing with Kay
You yelling about a branch in your eye...