Poems from SaigeScott

You, an aesthetic poem.
You are early morning sunrises, And bright stars in the dark night sky.  Forgotten tea that’s turned cool, Blanket forts, personal diaries...
Do Not Let My Heart Grow Cold.
Do not let my heart grow cold.  For I will become a cynic, and bitter to the core.  Kind words will choke me, for I cannot say them.  I...