and so it seems,
that not even
the stars,
are permanent.
but the wishes,
the waltzing whims,
that seem to dance
right out of my mouth:
they are everlasting.
when every wish,
is released from the depths
of my heart,
whether they may be aimed
towards Sirius or Orion,
those yearnings will
float in existence,
forever,
until they are granted.
[to whoever reads this: your dreams will come true if you work hard enough.]
{this is dedicated to @Valenteen because she's been giving me so much support with my works and makes me smile every day. for that I owe her much gratitude. stay as amazing as you are. happy holidays.}
YOU ARE READING
cloud nine
Poetry❝you are my cloud nine.❞ [a collection of poetry and prose in verse- its sole purpose to make that wonderful smile of yours appear.]