Poems from Celestine Rouge
Goodnight, goodnight to you.
Have the moon weave you a blue wool blanket,
With stars to shine in every corner illuminating any darken...
Call it what you must!
I dare you!
I dare you to use that tongue to dirty the air.
Let its smell spoil,your words
decomposition...
Why won’t they call my name?
My name is You
Yet they talk about Him
And cursing That.
All is what I hear from the hissing whispers being...
To you, an important being,
My, it has been a while do you not remember when…
Oh I am sorry, that is very rude of me to...
The running in a game of hide and seek has started.
Do you not hear the drumming as we chase up the stairs, and look over our plum color...