when i look at you
i don't see a person
instead, i see a city.
i see the skyscrapers in new york
that i raced past
in crowded streets.
i see a flower shop in france
where lovers pass along
bouquets of forget-me-nots.
i see a bakery in holland
where authors and artists
are creating new worlds.
- i never wonder why my favorite places feel like you
YOU ARE READING
MOONCHILD ; poetry ii
Poetryif i want to die, i'll strive to live as much as i want to die
