color are breeze

Your eyes are like....

Please use your MOON and RISING signs ~

Aries: the first morning of the spring, fire reflecting through, warmth that melts the ice away gently but fast

Taurus: the first flowers of the year, dawn of the day, beauty of the world, relaxed and gentle, hot tea after work, silent but meaningful like forest

Gemini: the curious eyes of child, reflecting the colorful mind, like the morning breeze, little fairies dancing in the rain

Cancer: strong but full of understanding the complexity of empathy, the bright summer nights, reflection in the surface of the lake

Leo: work of art, bright like sun but understanding like moon, midsummer day and celebrating, sparklers in the water

Virgo: warm cup of coffee in the morning, small but strong flowers, the morning rain, shine of the diamonds and purity of first snow

Libra: the first star of the night, window reflecting you, understanding of the person, slowly burning candles on a winter night, cozy fall days

Scorpio: the moon and the stars of the night, coldness of the winter and heat of the summer, passion of the tiger and understanding of the deep sea

Sagittarius: the adventures of the summer, the sparkles of the fire, meant for understanding the life, snow angels and snowball fights

Capricorn: ambition that goes over the sky, the moon and the universe, warmth of a hug on a winter day, stability of a maple

Aquarius: understanding humanity and everything beyond, dancing in the summer rain, galaxies of the universe

Pisces: looking through the rose glasses, where the worlds top secrets are kept, white clouds of the sky, snowflakes falling from the sky

~ ten ~ 
the nights like this are the ones where you almost ask for help but you can’t seem to spit out the words through the mouthfuls of blood.
~ nine ~ 
the sky is the color of ink and the breeze sends a chill down to your bone marrow. you wonder if you’ll ever feel warm again.
~ eight ~ 
tears are dripping from your eyes and red is dripping from the tops of your thighs. you pretended you were invincible until tonight, played dress-up in an immortal skin. two thousand years ago, a princess of a long dead kingdom might have worn that sad smile.
~ seven ~ 
you could have been a city with eyes like that. you could have been so many things. you kissed boys with cigarette teeth and girls with vodka lips but you can never get the taste of ancient ruins out of your mouth.
~ six ~ 
if you tried hard enough, you could paint your mouth the color of cherries and cover up the scars. if you do, you will be beautiful. you really will. someone could almost love you someday.
~ five ~ 
you’ll never let it get this bad again if you make it through the night.
~ four ~ 
when you were seven you forgot to feed your pet goldfish and it died. you buried it in your backyard because you didn’t want to flush it. the only thing that matters at three a.m. is your dead goldfish, and everything else you’ve ever destroyed. nothing lasts if your hands linger too long. you’re sure this is how midas felt.
~ three ~ 
your body is a temple. your body is a temple. it is the sacking of jerusalem beneath your skin. nothing sacred is left here. all the holiness has drained from your bones.
~ two ~ 
you were never the calm before the storm. everyone says that tornadoes sound like freight trains. you are screaming at the top of your lungs and the wind is howling through your hair. in the right light, this could be poetry instead of pain.
~ one ~ 
this is when the shatter comes. it’s slipping through your fingers now. your heart is cracked stained glass. your smile is just punched-out teeth. your world is ending, the entire universe swallowed up in ten nine eight seven six five four three two one
~ zero ~
—  self-destruct in 10 by Auriel Haack

The cold breeze,
Makes me remember of us,
In the empty streets,
With colorful lights

The cold breeze,
Touches my heart,
As I remember the day,
We kissed under the neon lights

The cold breeze,
Makes my heart hurt,
As I remember the day,
We couldn’t find a way to love

The cold breeze,
Drowns my heart in sadness,
As winter comes again,
Knowing I’ll remember our lost love.

—  The Cold Breeze, @anonnotsoanon