You are so beautiful
that I can stare at you all night long
whatever your phases are
whatever your mood;
You are so beautiful
I hope you aren't cover with heavy clouds
Stay, and I'll let you know my name
Don't disappear,
We can talk 'til the morning rain
arrives and tell, "It's time to go home."
YOU ARE READING
among all other little days
PoetryThere are these feelings we fail to acknowledge. Let's talk about it now, shall we?
