i do not want
a dazzling lace lined
up my waistline, fastened
for me to die.
but an arm around it
to match my breaths
to close my eyes
for eternity that is to exist.
i do not want
a porcelain cake
rubbed over my skin
for me to become a marble.
but a kiss planted
on ever inch
on every dusk
for me to never forget its worth.
i do not want
a ground so lavish
and a roof so high
for me to recall i’m lonely.
but a sunset and beach
and hands intertwined
with our subtle steps
for our ripples to change the course of tides.
I couldn’t resist commenting. Exceptionally well written!
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I don’t want to say pleasing things,
But your words are just bracing my soul any my mind…
I don’t want to comment but,
I can’t deny that m feeling extremely good after reading this..
Love it ❤
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Thank you so so so much! You reading this means a lot ❤
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