• poetrybysaqib 9w

    a tickle on the left a tickle on the right
    those stars in you, and the way they fight
    i could break my heart for you in pieces
    sadness is a feeling your heart it teases
    just to get back to the top i love to fall
    to fly up so high get below them all
    you can't fly unless you fall in trust
    to meet you on shore first drown i must
    ~saqib