my hand is a puzzle piece into yours
your hands are so much larger than mine
but they fit, for some reason
you make my stars align
you make my lips quiver in fear
when they press up against yours
you make my eyelashes flutter
when you stare at me
your brown eyes make me melt
into a deep chocolate pool
and your light freckles dust
like glitter on your cheeks
my head fits perfectly into
the crook of your shoulder and neck
and your fingertips wipe away
the tears from my glassy eyes
when you tell me you don't
love me like i love you
YOU ARE READING
crying glitter and drinking stars
Poetrya collection of poems (random crap about the deep abyss of my fucked up mind and some poems about summer flowers and stupid love)
