a future love.
we are yellows mixed with blues, colors intertwined,
oceans of emotion with tides of joy and beaches of bliss.
coffee on a sunday with dimples by your smile,
and dinner dates with your laughter as dessert.
nights spent together in your warm embrace
and the following mornings of homemade breakfast.
music blasting down the highway at midnight,
windows down and wind in your hair.
tearstained cheeks and a hand to hold,
waves of serenity pulsing through my veins.
the moonlight that glistens off your skin,
revealing your deepest true beauty.
lazy days of sleeping on the couch,
and crazy days of facing all our fears.
gazing at the stars and then gazing at you,
for the brightest star in the sky simply cannot compete.
our love is a future love,
and so I shall wait.
-M.M.
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11:11
PoetryA collection of poetry about life through young eyes. Because sometimes you just have to cross your fingers, close your eyes, and make a wish. --- "11:11" is Megan McMahon's first completed poetry collection containing 36 pieces. Take a trip into he...
