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golden trails at sundown |
| ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ‧₊࿐ྂ♡┊͙⋆*。 ⠀⠀⠀ your skin bathes in pools of sunlight whilst the moon places golden flakes on the tip of your nose from the other side of the horizon, and dusts your cheeks with glimmering star trails that sing gleefully amber-tinged lullabies once in a while ⠀⠀⠀ so tell me why, my love, tell me why my soul's trapped within a body unable to dance along to the arpeggios i hear from beyond faraway mountains and drink the last sunrays of the day, ⠀⠀⠀ why can't i also be a sunflower in that elysian field of yours, where you keep tulips so violet they stain my whole world so deep in blue and roses so white they lure the colour out of my heart and place themselves between my ribs instead ⠀⠀⠀ i still dream of honeyed curtains that overlook sun-kissed fields and a town so yellow it blinds the glimmers in my eyes (just pieces of the sun that i keep within my irises) ⠀⠀⠀ you bathe in pools of sunlight but little do you know, my eyes are those pools of honey you'll never meet little do you know, my fingertips are drenched in moonlight, forever waiting to paint melodies on your skin ⠀⠀⠀ |