an empty road lies ahead
as we drive into a smog covered infinity,
waiting for anything else than charcoal paint
to coat the time surrounding me.but suddenly, i can see, i can see
colours emerging from the fog:
mountains rising up from the dirt,
picking up the clouds in their ascent;
trees growing vivid leaves,
lining the road like some sort of light signal
guiding us to a new haven.in the blink of an eye,
mountains turn into skyscrapers,
higher than they ever were,
this time, shooting for the stars;
forests become crowds,
dense with cigarette smoke
and wonder.i wander around these streets,
hand in hand with the most hope
i’ve had in weeks,
watching the world spin
round and round.a whole avenue dedicated
to stories deserving to be told,
to be heard and listened to
by temporary passerby,
searching for even more
ephemeral euphoria.you and i are kindred souls,
center of the universe;
built on unstable waters,
we thrive off beauty.
i find myself lost
in your melodies, hues,
softness.city lights, night lights,
almost like a second sunset,
painting my body gold;
or sometimes, a second sunrise,
dazzling my bedsheets silver.so, city that never sleeps,
city of dreamers and romantics,
am i good enough for you?-
you decide to steer me home
the day your skies decide to cry,
for i cannot see you
in any other state than sunlit;
your glass stained by anything else
than star light.an empty road lies ahead
as the one behind is filled
with love for a fleeting moment,
a city that isn’t mine,
my paramour.-new york city
I thought I had a favorite color but then I saw your eyes
long road trips, laughing so hard we cry, winding roads and sparkling lakes. being drunk and making out by a camp fire. living our lives to the fullest together.
you were every cliché i’d been waiting for - every red rose, every poem, every night sky, every warm smile & pair of twinkling eyes
I wish we could hang out all day and go on ice cream dates.