Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Sight.

At the sight of you
My head bursts into poems
Thousands of couplets, sonnets, stanzas
All overflowing
From my mind's race to describe

At the sight of you
My heartbeat becomes a melody
Our starlit songs
Swell and resound in the sky

If you would just stand there
I think I could write a song
A hundred miles long

No comments:

Post a Comment