i'm made of dreams,
fluttering piece of white paper
and midnight-black ink,
counting stars and softspoken promises.
i'm made of memories,
of grandfather clock,
that fleeting smile under sun-worn eyes.
if i should find you one day,
wrapped in ribbons and a jar
of dreams and memories,
kisses on fingertips
and the corner of your lips,
just so we won't forget you&me.
❝COMMENT TO BE ADDED PLEASE&THANKYOU❞
this is a friends-only journal.