Poems from m.mollynutt
I want to spend my hours on this earth in your arms and the waters of your ocean eyes
your chiming laugh, hypnotic and your sweet breath...
my favorite song is your voice when you've just woken up when there is still a whisper of sleep in your words
my favorite place is by your...
i dont know what it is like to be someone else so how can i know what to say when im talking to you its not like im in your head its not...
im thinking a thought about how strange it is to see you not waiting for me at my locker
im thinking a thought about how i love you even...
I fell in love with her not in the words she spoke but the way she said them.
Her name was Violet and she was one.
Purple bled under her...