Poems from xanayra
my past runs up my wrist
all i know of is your soft kiss
with placid fingertips i do sure miss
the way you'd love me with no list
thinking...
teaching the stars and the moon to get along isnt as easy as me and you.
we shined equally as bright but the lights washed out your face...
a mind dull of storms can become invisible
and a smile filled with sunshine can be hidden amongst
the clouds if we don't look at them.
just...