You could lose yourself
In the worlds
In their eyes.
When the sun shines
And their hair turns
To gold.
When their hands
Shake in the cold.
You could break
Because sometimes they fall
And their blood runs red.
When they smile
And become a part
Of the sun.
When their caramel skin
Touches your fingertips
And melts like honey.
We are so different.
We are so beautiful.
We are so brave.
- women
currently listening to What I Need - Hayley Kiyoko
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hiraeth//poems
Poetryjust some poetry i wrote SFFSFF it's prolly bad so don't judge [lowercase intended]
