Beloveth & My Wayward

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.


Splashes coke vanilla,

Butterscotch into Daniels

Galaxies in a mason jar swirl

Chilled between my fingers

From your larynx, sounds melodic;

A music box in clockworks of metal

Teeth plucked across the middle,

The heartstrings’​ velvet slumber

From earbuds blossoms

Your fervor in midnight hued floral

So many tears bled in color,

A world rendered in watercolors

Such childish fears, my beloveth

What will finally become of us?

When continents sit between us?

Imagine our earth without its heavens

©2017 loose.leaf.lover

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