Poems from Sparchules
Love is like an invitation
to the most wonderous
and heavenly event.
But there is no address-
or directions.
And you don't have a dress
or...
My heart still skips a beat when his name is mentioned. My knees still become weak when I remember his touch on my face and his lips, his...
Take a shot for me,
Take a shot for my sobriety
Because the drugs
Never stop controlling me
They linger in my soul
In my mind
In my body
It...
Remember, long ago when we could build forts, hide from the monsters, under our beds in our closets in our heads, When life was easy, ...
Reclined back so that I can see-
A tall wind bent pine against
A baby blue sky,
With wispy white-
Seated in a car,
Next to my comrade,...