Rose

out of this bouquet of flowers, your rosy cheeks charmed the attention of these baby blues.

though beauty is in the way you carry those flaws, I more fell in love with the roots you grew from.

and despite the fact that your walls consisted of thorns to protect that halo, i still held you with my bare hands and by far, you were the best pain my body has felt.

eyes closed, i plunged into a world where pulse understood vibration much as my heart burned on fire.

my soul ached and healed at the same time.

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you are my favorite shade of blue.

and as you walked into my world, you brought a spectrum in the center of your palm.

first time standing parallel to your deity, nervous struck my body but somehow your voice managed to shatter the stillness of silence in my mind and your laugh played like a violin to my ears.

i could never put in picture, but the resilience of flowers remind me of your backbone.

with bewildered eyes, time slips through frail fingertips that are scared to no longer hold you and slowly, watch you descend into my pocket of amnesia.

my heart hurts to hug goodbye, for i am not ready to welcome blurred vision behind eyelids which will form watercolor to solitary days.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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