At the gentle touch of you, my words-
Spread a tint of yellow across the tapestry of my life,
Unravelled a hidden reflection of of my words-
As if I were illiterate until I met you
Your words disguised,
As a phoenix teardrop,
As it fell six feet below,
Reaching my heart as I felt-
God of son, my muse,
Wherefore disappear in the moonlight?
A/N: Teardrops of a Phoenix have immense healing powers.
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𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙁𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 | Poetry
PoetryHighest ranks #1 Poetry (Feb, May 2024) #1 sadpoems (Feb2024) #2 darkpoems (May2024) #3 sonnet (Feb2024) Welcome to my world~ You are about to dive into a collection of my Soul Fragments I update whenever I get a new emotion <3
