Everytime I get bored enough in class I write poetry, so heres a few things I wrote

As I smoke

And get stoned

I see the outline of your beautiful face

And the lips I wish to kiss 

In the smoke

I want you 

Already so beautiful

Bruises on my skin

Like purple water color

Against porcelain

Water rings on the nightstand

Dark halos of early mornings

And late nights

Scratches on my body 

Red

Bright 

And bleeding

Yet thoughts of you still clouding my mind 

Laying tired

In a dark room 

Staring at my ceiling 

Realizing

That I'm happy now 

When I wasn't 

Because I met you

And now I find myself 

Smiling 

At nothing 

When before

I wouldn't smile at all

Saffron sunsets and tapioca feelings

Bouquets of carnation and tulips and soft breath

Lavender and honey scented candles

Blistering music flowing through my ears

Fate like malleable metal 

Dandelion fluff wafting through a sunlit breeze

Creation at our very own fingertips

And decisions shaping ourselves like wet clay

Strong minds and hungry bodies

Craving peace but never reaching

Moonlight visions dreaming of softer days 

No effort in our actions

Electric thoughts to run through me 

Building a life that fills empty spaces 

Baking bread on impulse 

And drinking coffee and milk

And just like that, class is over 

(hey bugger ik ur reading this ;3)