MargOfHearts
The fumes rise and you can see,
how the wind moves.
Ironic how the bright sky
can look so much better
with a little bit of black.
Happiness and Toxicity come as one.
So take a deep breath.
who knew
that love could be quiet
that a constant stir and
a million chemical reactions
could be so loud inside
but result in a silent smile
It's a teardrop.
The metal light refracts off of her neck,
and it disguises
the wrinkles
and lengthens
the smile.
All whilst drawing the eye
away from the very face,
it is meant to accent.