You laugh
It’s a little thing, but you made that smile for me
and for now I am glad
to sit here and endure this boredom
Because you’re here too
and I’ve never felt anything like this before
but everything and nothing makes sense
And all at once I know
I would stay here forever if I could
A POEM BY MY SISTER <3:
dew drips from a leaf
a leaf that a little caterpillar walks on
it will soon be transformed
into a majestic pollinator
its climbs to a branch on a small tree
When I clear my mind
I just push you down deeper
into my core
until I just can't tell the difference
between thinking you and feeling you
now you have become part of me
and I'm tired of falling
I lived in a world where outer beauty is the only kind that people see. I’d rather observe it from a rocking chair at the library back home, bearing down on an incredibly scripted work of art.
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