a definition of perfection is a proper 'we',
when you danced very close to me,
during the sunset and evening all through,
having paintbrush and sketchbook,we drew.
melted me down with the candles and balloons we blew.
you took off wedge heels and anklet from my feet,
and you bring chocolates and flowers every single time we meet.
Chandelier hanging on the ceiling,
together we catch the same feeling.
Eating nachos,Lays chips,
like soulmates out of the ribs.
Turning on a new movie that just released,
or playing our favourite song with volume highest increased.
paper games and shuffling the card deck,
placing passionate hickeys on my neck.
-21.01.23
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Rose garden that grew within me✔
PoetryI literally remember those days when I had this sort of conversation with my sister over the phone: "guess what?" "lemme guess another new poem!".🥀 and then we scream 'Yay' in our own world of happiness. I re-read some of my favourites among these...
