Like you

I stroke the tension with a gentle tip of a nail,

Warming the preciousness of the chills-

Losing control is but a ghost of me now,

A ghost of the used-to-bes that gleam in your eyes,

In my eyes.

The mixture of beauty and soul

Shower the world with a serenity,

Beautiful-

Like you.

Reviews

[Just Me]

That was very sweet and lovely.
"Beautiful-
Like you."
I loved that line. Very good.