October 9th, 2019

airgear // supersonic

{ pieces by pieces }

i'm made of dreams,
fluttering piece of white paper
and midnight-black ink,
counting stars and softspoken promises.

i'm made of memories,
the ticks&tocks
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.

this is a friends-only journal.