We were daisies
childish in our love
pulling petals and making crowns
like daisies
our love grew plentiful
but only lasted that one summer
YOU ARE READING
Love and Other Lies
PoetryFrom the voices in my head: a collection of short poems, epigrams and whispers The dreams came And I couldn't let go Even after swallowing the moon And burying the stars I kept thinking of you
