-*Written for a contest.*-
Deep down inside me...

You latch onto my heart
speaking recycled rubbish...

-*Written for a Contest.*-
They walk to the end of the road entitled...

-Contest poem.
One of my only rhyming poems...

A month ago our once dwindled love blossomed...
as tints of cherry and scarlet infused color into...

Have you ever felt so sad when something doesn't...
The thing you longed for, and now it's gone...

Discombobulated emotions
-tantalize patience...

Innocent eyes, a rusty brown,
surrounded by a thick layer...

I paint choreography
as I perform under my stage...

You're a loose web, worn,
fastened to the curved moon...

The absence of your voice
distinguishes comfort...

Written for a Contest using this image...