In love and stardust, Spilling my ornate words. In darkness and sunlight, And those warbling of birds. In those numbness and silence, And the cries unheard. In ridicule and yearning, And those emotions absurd.
//And you ask me, where do you belong You float in my veins and blood//
You make me feel, like it's the first time I'm falling for somebody; no matter how many times I've had my heart broken. Because with you, this feeling is always new maybe this is the reason; my poetry smells like fresh promises.