He wasn't just a moon I longed to see at the end of the day
Striking, his lights shoved upon my dim face
He wasn't just a summer I always get excited to
A haven, after a heavily burdened snow winter
He wasn't just a flower I've always waited to bloom
I giggled to pick, and wear on every part of me
He was a sun, boasting his bright face on his throne
Destructive, but warm
He was the every raindrop laid upon my palm on my stormy days
Soothing souls, yet own is as cold
He was a garden, my little paradise
Spontaneously breathtaking, but now he's the one breathless
YOU ARE READING
Terrence ?
PoetryA short poem about a wattpad character name Terrence from the story A Place in Time by jharry (Jessica Concha) Read the story guys ??
