Dandelions


I want to be looked at like I’m magic.

No matter what the time of day,

No matter where your thoughts sashay.

I want to be thought of like I’m a gleam of summer

In a patch of snow.

When you turn a peachy cheek as the wind billows,

And your lips softly slink into a smile.

I want to be looked at

Like I look at you.

x EdgyShark x

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Posted on August 18, 2014, in Teenage Sunshine Anyone? and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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