I drank the sky
with a desperate sound
rising from my throat.
Not even the clouds
could stop this
a violent longing.
I sipped the stars
like cheap tea
and I dreamed
Another poem. I like this one a lot. Especially the last stanza.
I still definitely like this and I think I like it more with each rereading. c: I especially like how it feels as though it's alluding to something more than what is being let on in the poem, but of course that feeling could be me, being an English major in-training, and reading far too much into this. xD In any case, it's absolutely lovely! <3
A thirst for dreams that are endless or an endless thirst for dreams. A great idea.
I like it a lot too. Also especially the last stanza. Really nice work.
Good god, can I put this in my altered book? With credit to you, of course. c:
With credit, sure! :3
I have no idea how to give you credit. Do I...write your username?