anguished old tears
wiped out by your hand,
grace
and shimmering eyes
I distinguish
through
million of characters
through
your words
which
bewilder me
and
depict the synopsis
of us.
YOU ARE READING
paper airplanes || poetry
PoetryOne day you've started making paper airplanes which drove me high right into your heart, my utopia.
I
anguished old tears
wiped out by your hand,
grace
and shimmering eyes
I distinguish
through
million of characters
through
your words
which
bewilder me
and
depict the synopsis
of us.
