Wow! What a lovely little poem. Especially with that strong opening. Nicely done.
They/he
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
Personifying body parts always has really interesting kind of mind-bending results! Also can relate with late-night poetry being the best time to write. Good luck Forever, still time to grab some more poems in the final week! <3
you should know i am a time traveler & there is no season as achingly temporary as now
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. — Ann Landers
