This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness.
You will hold me like I’m hope.
Our arms will bandage and
We will press promise between us
Like flowers in book.
I will write novels to
The scare of your eyes.
Which I love the most.
I will write a dictionary
Of all the words I’ve used trying
To describe the way it feels to have
Finally, finally found you.
I have always been too shouty
How do you manage to be quite ?
I was always like crow
But you are the Golden Pheasant.
I was like the heavy rain
You always played the role of clouds.
It was all because you love something From where I can KISS. 🙂