Love
my new...
My heart
not so stupid anymore...
For the final time I will steal
one last sip of your bitter cup...
Bright lights, brighter than the sun, than the...
Where have I gone? Has my time come so soon...
I may wear a yellow dress
to laugh at the mad waves...
Carefree life they lead with a smile
Hiding mischievous thought in their eyes...
Come again, be a sight I desire wrapped in
a further unforeseen summer...
Her mind-
a collection...
Sweet sounds serenading the town folk
Music notes fill the open world...
I've constructed a fortress made
entirely of mirrors and misdirection...
Quietly spoken with a smile,
sweet words, come here my little fawn...
I've been told
My poetry doesn't make a lick of sense...