high above the waters edge
where the sea moved so solemnly slow
i can feel it leaving my lungs
the shadow of someone i used to know
who shall i become
without the influence of your charms?
and where shall i go
when i leave the safety of your arms?
but at least in the end i can call you mine
even if it leads me to my own demise
oh how destructive and stupid i am
to love the feeling of drowning in your hands
the smell of the sea still reminds me of you
and so do the clouds on a rainy afternoon
i wish for the tidal waves to sweep me away
whilst i listen to your voice on a constant replay
Insight: I wrote this a while ago, its about a person I care about. His eyes are blue, so it got me thinking about how they resemble water, waves, rain, and a bunch of other meaningless things. I enjoy this poem I made a lot, it reminds me of things I forget. Hope it means something to someone as it does I. 🖤
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stars • poetry
诗歌{stars} "she was carried to land from the stars up above where heavenly angels learn about love and although she was grateful her wings began growing a dark faded color that was in its last brewing she had turned on the good and made peace with the...
