Emotions, Freestyle, Love, Poetry, Relationships, Writing

Hunger

Hunger gnaws at my stomach, Longing for a deeper love The cravings remain unfulfilled, A hollow pit forming Where a gentle heart once was

Cute, Emotions, Freestyle, Love, Poetry, Relationships, Writing

Falling

I swore I could see the moon, Majestic and beautiful, Reflected in your hazel eyes At that moment, I wanted nothing more Than to fall into the moon, Drowning in its lunar embrace