Freeform

Does it seem so unfathomable?

To see the world from my eyes and filter.
Rose though they are not, my glasses offer beauty

in the form of coffee-scented pages and parchment-coloured clouds.

Is it so undesirable?

To want to experience the tranquillity of a world without

the weights that bear on a mind.

I'd hope not, because-

For you, my love, I cultivate this peace.

For you, my love,  I keep away the blood that rose-tinted glasses bring.

For you, my love I wait for you in this world.