Poems from Adynna
My marvelous madameouiselle making my mouth mute; My
Optimally organized
Loving luscious lass: who could
Lambaste leagues of loser ladies...
who needs mornings
when your peacful sleeping face brightens my day more than a desert sun
who needs sleep
when you're the dream I chase...
I've got ice in my veins
Fire in my heart
My head begging for a reason
Fuck these thoughts
The childish weakness
breeding doubt like...
How rediculous the thought that your beauty goes unnoticed by you or any blind enough to miss it your eyes so penetrating so deep speak...
New York New Yorkthe city of dreamsand a thousand good intentionswhere the gawkers flockto to plays and showsher statue and buildings ...