we are dizzying falling specks of starlight on the bottom of your eyes so when you shut them, ever so slowly, the world will fade into a beautiful place where you can be, be so lovely that your heart will ache from the loveliness of it all. (you are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins)
❝
A tadpole doesn’t know
It’s gonna grow bigger.
It just swims,
and figures limbs
are for frogs.
People don’t know
the power they hold.
They just sing hymns,
and figure saving
is for god.
Tadpoles | Andrea Gibson (via austra)
(via someweretricksters)
Posted December 31st at 10:10pm
Tagged: slam poetry truth
