my heart may be small
and bruised and hurting
but you're putting
me back together
piece by loving piece
with your gentle hands
and soft passionate words
and declarations of
unconditional love
and my heart beats
and pulses only for
you
and when you miss me
or want me so bad
it almost
breaks your heart
look to the stars
they shine so bright
and only for you
my crystal angel
the love i have for
you
my crystal angel
is so much
my heart cant fit
it all
so every night
i climb to my chest
and past the fragile
broken bones of my ribs
because i have
to paint the
sky again
for you
so i'll pour raw
molten love
into the
dark night sky
and the flickering
flaming stars
so when you
miss or want
me
look to the stars
my crystal
angel
look to the delicately
painted
sky
and what a
starry starry night
for my
van gogh
YOU ARE READING
sangfroid ;;
Poetrysometimes i write poems and edit them into lyrics because it's therapeutic. aka// my pathetic attempts of making words sound nice with chords alongside them ~~ sang-froid noun coolness of mind; calmness; composure: "cold blood" © pastel-romantic ; 2...
