How do you?

How do you train yourself

To look away from the light as it streams your way,

How don't you blame the sparkles

For kissing the tips of your hair with gleaming

Likeness with the truth,

How have you made yourself?

It's a bath of satin to your toes,

How do you turn yourself around like a rose,

Like a beautiful thread of ruffled emotion?

How do you breathe yourself to sleep at night?

Reviews

[Rae]

The beauty of poetry is that not everyone understands it... but it expresses how the author feels. You captured that so well. I can feel your emotions.

[compositionc]

I didn't really get it, but it sounded deep