
It’s warm Laying her in the sun I feel like resting my head Against the heated rock Against the carpets of grass That dance withRead More
It’s warm Laying her in the sun I feel like resting my head Against the heated rock Against the carpets of grass That dance withRead More
Don’t whisper in my ear Don’t take away my blinds The world is a place of horrible And I don’t care to hear To feelRead More
When I asked for a kiss I love you Alan Will you love me back? When I reached and put a hand on your faceRead More
This is a poem about a man, who, in my mind, is in around his 40s. He desires to be a good person and loyalRead More