his eyes reflected the sky.
the dimple on his cheek,
i fell real deep. they'd tell you,
he's not the sun, only a ray.
but, i'd rather say,
he was like a summer day.
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Stains | Completed
Poetry❝the day you'll return, is when i'll write about rainy days and coffee stains.❞ *** Lowercase intended for stylistic purposes. A poetry book. Other information inside. Completed. Cover credits to @Zayn_Imagines. ♠ My original work. All rights are re...
