Poems from Madison.Angelica
"When you kissed me
I didn't feel that you wanted to be loved.
I felt that you needed it.
Like the bonds holding you together would break...
Should I keep trying to write poetry with my tongue with every person that I kiss
Or should I let the bitter hopelessness continue to eat...
We are not the hormones in our blood
Nor are we sex driven maniacs.
There is a method to our madness
Whether you choose to see it or not...
I am not the only one
Who has served someone my heart on a silver platter
And had it left to spoil in the hot sun on their porch.
Nor am I...
The sky was an impeccable shade of blue.
The type of blue that you only see in the box of 64 crayons that you begged for as a child.
Or...