• a_tired_rhyme 22w


    The boy with the sky on his arm
    eludes me

    He is about as far from me as
    Venus is from Earth

    We are just close enough in the
    grand scheme of things

    We can see each other and with
    the right timing we could touch

    But we have too much space between us,
    about 261 million kilometers.

    The boy with a garden on his shoulder
    is a mystery

    He is a beautiful display
    of daisies and tulips

    He simply exists without
    realizing I admire him

    He grows wild and free
    taking in the sun

    But he is hidden under thorns
    I can't get through.