Poems from fox0318
He flipped his hair, a smirk riddled across his face.
She reached for him.
Quiet.
Small.
Tender.
...
I see him there.
Deep lines, pretty tall.
They tell me, respect is key
But I don’t feel it at all.
The man who gave me that ball
He...
Watch me rise
Watch me fall
Watch me stand and walk through it all
There is no one who can stop me.
There is no one to hold me down.
I...