Hot mess
my skin feels like the sun rebirthing my hairlike the oceans roaring to the winds in subtle defiance
my fingers point to the skies
my eyes twinkle ‘ brighter that the stars how am i any less than magic
look at me here
stirring the milky way with a straw . struggling with meteors
tangled in my hair
Those waves hides the calm of the mighty ocean
ReplyDeleteJust like you hide the real gem behind those obscure emotions.
But, do you know what makes the ocean frightening?
The time it looses it's calm.
Damn!
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