We were:
Lies of kisses
Rumours of love

I was:
In love with the idea of falling in love

The world was: looking through kaleidoscopes
looking at how I was the same language as you
Unaware of the anagram I created to fit right in

But

Words are so overused

I’ve realised
my deconstructed anagrams are nothing but

jmubeld letters

– LunaTheInksane
Luna is the most beautiful young poet I’ve seen.
I confess, I’ve been in love with her ever since I first read her poetry. She’s going to stick around for a while and keep enchanting you guys.

PS. Admit it, her nom de plume is awesome