Drawing circles on my palm
Accompanied by kisses
Drawing out the air from my lungs
And in this very moment
She had silenced my storms
And caught the moths from my mouth
Were they to blame for the dizziness
Or was it the bubbly wine on her tongue
I still don’t know
But the fragrance of her hair
It still lingers on my clothes
This poem was written about a girl I fell in love with for a day
Not in a sense of wanting to spend my life with her
But it was the way she sat onto the asphalt to roll herself a cigarette
With her long, messy and blonde hair in the wind
I found her to be beautiful in the way
She was carefree
It can be found on my Pinterest but I have not used it in any of my posts.
A comment from Deviantart on the poem, that made me smile:
I am always willing to hear criticism or thoughts on my poems, I might seem like I will run away crying. But sometimes other people see things, that I don’t.
So comment away or send me a letter through my ask/tell page.