A poem based on a prompt by @theemuwarheroes: 'Every time he smiled the pain grew within her.' Thank you! :) <3
What mysteries lie above and within?
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
Looking down upon a city from above, what do you see?
Hey, here's something I wrote :)
may you sleep and dream about the wonders of life
The stars will always remind me of you
I held wishes on your stories Etched between the void and the sky
I always thought it was my equivalent to the wedding ring my dad still keeps hanging around his neck.
Imagine her: hands laced with pebbly tips