Come closer,
Look into the hollow caves of my eyes,
Do you see
The blushing pollen clouds
Huddled at heaven's door
Like little children
Asking for trick or treats
On sullen afternoons?
Inside the parentheses,
Love flutters like butterfly wings
Sewing shy rainbows
On freckled skies above us,
Barefoot,
We wander
Through enchanted forests
Searching
For splinters of wuthering forevers,
Tell me,
Aren't we victims
Of the bewitched moon
And an intoxicated night?
Below us,
The teal lake is a mirror
Spinning soft dreams & moon tales,
The laughing air
Is the sole witness
Of a blooming chemical romance
That goes beyond the tampered noises
And the flimsy line
Of fiction and reality.
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08.04.21
ยฉamsterdam
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