Sheet

Fri, 11/16/2018 - 13:43 -- engle2u

 

Sheet

She is nothing.

Just a black sheet before your eyes.

But out of this apocalyptic world, a special set of eyes see more.

She is a black sheet of stars, glistening and blinding.

Perhaps this is why no one saw her.

This special set of eyes had a body,

And he loved her.

His words created galaxies and planets.

His touch created colors, bursting into her sheet.

Making her deeper, bigger, glorious.

She is something.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741