Pink bubblegum stain, filled with longing
Inside the boundaries of our skin...
I read all the other poems
and now my confidence is gone...
Gypsies:
A clearing in the woods...
Nothing you could say would make me look away
I'm captive to her charm...
Tightly bound and knotted well
Between it's rounded rim...
You are the only one for me
I know it...
My heart
unheard, my intentions...
Everything. . .
I’m lying here...
In a dark and dingy room
A monster this way creeps...
Why?
Why do you sit at home...
Why do i feel,
the things i do...
The bubble floats in the night sky, like a fork...
The bubble begs to be beautiful, and to shine like...