it’s not your lips,
(it’s your lips)
it’s not your nose
(it’s your nose)
it’s not your lips
full of promise
it’s not the whispers
the secret
of endless tomorrows
it can’t be your eyes
so full of stars
but it might
it might be your cheeks
softly glowing
as the day rolls through
softly showing
when the day is through
it might be your mouth
it might be your tongue
and those smiles you held
the smiles you showed
they race across your cheeks
they glimmered and glowed
the moon got caught in your hair
a race to the dark
dusk slowly descended
the light of today
faded and ended
those lips
that smile
those eyes
they dared the moon
to come closer
they dared the sky
to even try
from lashes to lips
from your eyes
i couldn’t tell you when
i knew the sky
was gonna fall
underneath
a beige afternoon sun
i was pierced
by rays of beautiful
About the Creator
Bren
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