• ramblesafterlight 22w

    Pretty lowly you think of your unkempt wisps of hair, your not-so-delicate feet and your bony fingers
    Fusion of which depicts how you're made of this earthy soil and fire

    But if I were an artist and you my intended classic,
    I'd smear my brush with the azure of the skies and paint a poem
    The one
    I couldn't not listen

    The one
    I couldn't unlove

    ©ramblesafterlight