SoulReserve

alight

fragments-of-my-mind:

soulreserve:

He plucks
stars
from the nightsky
and turns them into
fireflies,
glimmering
they disappear
into the forest
of my heart.

© SoulReserve 2018

She plucks,

Roses and daisies,

From the garden,

Within her heart,

And brings them,

To plant within mine,

But she finds no heart,

Crestfallen she returns,

To her own heart,

Only to see,

The flowers,

Have withered away.

DG

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