all my life i've looked
into my father's eyes as
he glance at my mother
and see
see how a man should
look at his woman
but then i see you look
at me and see
how a reader looks at
an open book
with longing
with frustration
and i realized maybe
it's time i look up to
your own definition
of love
YOU ARE READING
butter fly thoughts
Poetryfor when the butterfly comes and my words with it, hope it reaches you and your soul. a four-part collection of just words with feelings. might not be for everyone. ✐ DISCLAIMER: May contain mature content. Read at your own risk.
