My eye gleams your face, like a glistering star,
I stumble to peak you on my peripheral vision.
My paper-thin skin glides when I touch you,
And my glass-made bones shiver to converse with you.
I yearn to read words from your lips, but all you utter
Are words that cease and crush my imploding heart.
I hold dear the memory where you pulled my hair,
I feared world, would banish you away from me,
Not for the blood that flows from my head!
......
My eye gleams your face, like a glistering star,
I stumble to peak you on my peripheral vision.
My paper-thin skin glides when I touch you,
And my glass-made bones shiver to converse with you.
I yearn to read words from your lips, but all you utter
Are words that cease and crush my imploding heart.
I hold dear the memory where you pulled my hair,
I feared world, would banish you away from me,
Not for the blood that flows from my head!
......