He painted my skin with graceful bars
smudged in awestruck pen & falling hand...
I was writing like someone talking on fox
Moderators put me in a penalty box...
Is it to much to ask for a question
instead of an action...
When words like warm blood smoothly flow
Within the insides of poetic frame...
I rise,
'til stilts beneath my feet...
C: Creative world i have
O: Oppressed inside my head...
Cover me over with melody
Cover me over with time...
Love
my new...
My heart
not so stupid anymore...
For the final time I will steal
one last sip of your bitter cup...
We flirted
yesterday...
I may wear a yellow dress
to laugh at the mad waves...