Poems from Carla LaShae
Love is the first explosion you feel inside when you kiss the person you know is going to be the death of you.
You know who I’m talking...
The problem with love is that we all feel it differently.
We have our own definitions of love and how it should be expressed.
So we...
I thought it was time to address this Nigga word.
But before I touched on something so profound, I wanted to be sure that I understood my...
Sometimes to protect my loved ones from the truth, I run.
I do not want my flaws to come to light so I take cover from the sun.
I pretend...
Temporary Euphoria.
The knots in your stomach and the racing of your heart when he touches you in that magical spot at the small of your...