• comical_error 5w

    You're my poetry.

    You're my sunrise...
    You wake me up and make me realise how beautiful the world is.
    You're my duvet...
    The storms of this cryptic life make me cold and you wrap me up and make me warm.
    You're my hot bath...
    When people's dirty mouths cover me in muddy words you wash me clean, cleanse my mind.

    Most of all.

    You're my poetry...
    You fill me with emotions so mystical I can't explain. You fill my eyes with nothing but truth and beauty when I read you and there's always another page with an even more glorious read. You're my poetry baby.

    Β©comical_error