getting down from 3000 feet above,with my fingers on the oval glass window,
like its trying to touch the red tiny bridge's row.
Called the golden gate,around the brown hills and the sea.
peachy pink clouds,we being we:
The view while about to land from the airplane when;
is the nearest thing to heaven.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Rose garden that grew within me✔
PuisiI 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...
