dreamthA Poem by novemberit's about a very dear friend of mine who i consider to be one of my soulmatesI don’t know anything I don’t know any important things to talk about or ask But I do know him And I do want to talk about him I want to talk about how he’s the sun And the moon and the stars Because he’s everything I want to talk about how he’s the color red And peach cobbler and airports and apple juice And slow dancing in the kitchen at night I want to talk about how he’s turtle doves on a spring morning and how all his words Are warm and soft and perfect, like him I want to tell everyone everything about him, Because I love him, Because I’d give up all the flowers and trees and oceans Just to never stop being his friend He’s sweet and gentle and perfect And I’d never tell him But I think he has a sun For a soul I think that resting in his chest Instead of a ribcage Instead of lungs or a heart Instead of blood and organs and bones There’s a ball of warm light A sun I think he has sunflower eyes And I think he’s the kind of person other people write love songs about He’s the type of person People like me Write poetry about He’s the type of person People like me Fall utterly in love with © 2021 novemberReviews
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