She saw him
as something breathtaking,
stealing small glances
to determine the differences
between thoughts and perception.
He saw her
as something fragile,
pulling apart pieces with
careful precision to figure the likelihood
of having to put them back together.
Beneath crumpled sheets,
they were shocked
to find another person,
staring back at them
as if to rearrange clouded minds.
They drifted apart
like the shore and the sea
only to beat back with
the rolling of ocean swells
caressing the sand.
He saw her
as someone gentle.
She saw him
as someone warm.
But they sailed into the night.
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Once, We Lived | Poetry Collection Completed
PoetryA collection of poetry from the high-school years of an semi-angsty teen with too much time on her hands. This is an exploration of the different facets of life and the perceptions of a teen of the 2010s with a knack for words. Warning: contains con...
