• generalryan 16w

    smitten

    Her smile used to blend well with the stars.

    Almost a dream,

    An enchantment,

    A masterpiece…

    Like mornings

    And the shore

    Like springtime

    And days before

    Her words used to captivate every soul

    Almost a goddess to a mortal

    Of heaven

    Touching ground.

    Like nights

    And the sea

    Like the summer sky

    As seen by the trees

    But things come clear as seasons changed

    Revealing bolts of thunder beneath

    The soothing rain

    I believed…

    Her smile and words and the mornings

    And the shore.

    Only to be smitten

    And nothing more


    ©generalryan