Like the Halo Around the Moon
Out of Reach
I missed your eyes, the stories they told me.
I missed your lips, those ways they showed me.
Hey, did I ever tell you, you were out of a love poem..
And so was I
So when you came into my life, I witnessed beauty that wasn't mine.
Hey, did I ever look into those eyes, have you mesmerized?
We came out of love poems, mine wasn't yours and yours wasn't mine.
But let me paint through your time,
What is time right?
We can tick and tock and stop the clock, be mine?
Only until this moment dies
Let linguistics stroke
(May I be bold?)
Your thighs
I've learned how to paint on this ride
I can stroke and I can be bold just right,
Pass you the blunt,
I want you to choke,
All night.
Moonlight,
Bathing someone I never wanted to kiss so bad
These words to myself,
This deceit a success
But years later there was still you,
Nevertheless
I guess
We were out of love poems,
Both beautifully,
Individually,
Broken
About the Creator
Xiomara Anais
Non Binary. Born and raised in the city of the angels. I have been writing since I learned how to hold a pen.
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