Him. A fiery blaze that sets her heart on fire. A strong scent she can’t help but smell from a mile away. The brightest star that lights up her dark sky. Her bright, white light at the end of the tunnel.
Him. A joint that brings her peace and serenity. The strength she needs when she loses abit of her own. A voice that gives her hope. A song she cant stop listening to. A muse.
Him. A soul she wants to explore and get lost with. A heart she wants to steal and call her own. The arms she wants to lay in. A body she wants to give love to.
Him. A hero that is smeered with melanin. A dangerous smile that makes her mad. A sin that doesn’t require repentance. A mystery novel that has her on her toes.
Him. A poem that has no ending.
Poetic Harmony 