Poems from ebrooke
sitting in class,
i was asked to describe myself.
in three adjectives.
i’m disappointed.
not in you- never in you-
but in me.
i’m...
she’s so beautiful,
her eyes a color i can’t describe.
they're not blue, brown, grey;
they’re somewhere in between-
it’s a misty haze.
...
i called.
as i listened to my phone ring-
going once, going twice-
it stopped; my heart did, too.
for a moment,
i thought you had...
A heaving chest,
Quick breaths,
You stole the very air from my lungs.
A watchful eye,
Beautiful surprise,
You took my focus for yourself...
Welcome to the Closet.
Here you will discover the many wonderful things I cherish.
On multicolored hangers, an array of shirts and...