Of every Season
Like a soft wave...
I remained sober for her eyes,
fire water never appealed to me...
Poetry remains
embedded within my thoughts...
here i am again / attempting to make poetry from...
remembering my wrists slightly crossed / painfully...
If I’m not all in
You can surely count me out...
I ran from you,
a skittish yearling...
watching his malign
moves upon my child shredded...
my breath is yours so
while suffocating I know...
Lullaby birds beside me lay
‘til roses pierced my dreams...
I like you.
yes, you read that right...
Suppose I'm feeling
butterflies in my stomach...
He told me to smile.
Because it's suits me...