Poems from k.safoura
I haven't seen mr. Jay since'07
He stopped by our house and we talked for hours about Winston, his 16 year old Boston terrier, depression...
If I write something on the internet and I don't share it with you,
Mind your own damn business. Thanks.
If I didn't ask for your opinion...
When you hear of love
it's all cliche
until you fall into it
Because then
every lyric, every line
every trick in th book
Is harmonicly...
You held my hand
Through the days of our lives
The moments we shared
dancing.
I can't possibly look away from that
My mental
elated with...
We talk briefly
word exchanges like "I can't wait to see you love"
and heart emjois that trandsend past skin
This defines your happiness...