Jan 15, 2016
if u're still doing the color poetry stuff, could you do riley? :*
ooh, how black!!!black like late night smiles, and quiet gigglesblack like fingers dancing across piano keys, underlined passages in the your favorite bookblack like the sky at its darkest, an inkblot canvas against a silver moon, you are the turn of the earth on long winter nightsyou are the heaviness of silence, the perfect words said a moment too lateyou are coffee rings and tear stains, a tragic kind of beautifulyou are a mystery unsolved, a puzzling discovery, you shake the earth but leave oceans untouched you are the oldest type of beauty there is, so dont ever forget. when children look up into the night sky, they see youand they remember to dream
