Poems from ISAIAHDCUESTA

I've seen so much bad that good is gold. You've seen so much good that bad is coal. I tell you about the good In which you say, "But the...
I envy those with wings The ones who know the beauty of a sunrise The ones who see the clouds spread out across the sky Like the sand of...
I wrote about you before I met you. I wrote about your dark skin and your fustrating hair I wrote about the way you dance alone before you...
He's sixteen going on thirty, A boy no longer a boy Craving sexual stimulation But a man Craving intellectual conversation.