#12 // all the pretty little things.

mick
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readSep 19, 2015
i wanted you
because you are unobtainable
yes, you are your-own

but now, that very thought
makes me sick, crazy
you keep me up

it’s a funny thing
she will feign with her wings
and let you be in control
until you’re not

a beautiful visitor, nomadic creature
say you’ll keep me, but not at bay
tell me to stay
and that you wont fly-away
show me that it’ll just be
new beginnings, over and again
that there is no end

even if its just a whisper
tell me. just, tell me.
#090415

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