You are a firework show on New Year's Eve
a fascinating sight in the dark sky.
With mesmerizing colors
that when I stare,
I could get lost.
But I like to stare.
I want to keep looking
even if you have went off.
Even if you're not there anymore.
YOU ARE READING
Of the beautiful thoughts...
RomanceRandom thoughts of the wee hours-from a heart to your soul; from your words to my pain.
