Poems from Harmony Sapphire
The Goddess of Love.
Materializes from above.
Her son Cupid soars like a dove.
His bow & arrow strikes you.
So one can become two.
Popping a cherry.
Is like sexual assault.
It should only be with people
who are married
To each other.
When it happened to me
It was when I...
The heavenly gardens.
A boutique of beautiful violets.
The stems emeralds.
The buds rubies.
The leaves diamonds.
The sheep herded together.
Exposed to the rain and weather.
I would never wear real leather.
Screams, squeals, whistles & cheers.
The noise is why I hate sporting events.
It's obvious & evident.
My hatred is present.
I...