in your eyes, i see the sun,
bright and brown and fiery
in your smile, i see the stars,
twinkling and beautiful
in your arms, i feel galaxies,
the comfort of the universe
in your hands, i feel planets,
revolving around me like i'm your sun
- we own the sky
YOU ARE READING
MOONCHILD ; poetry ii
Poetryif i want to die, i'll strive to live as much as i want to die
