Poems from malcolmk
I am the opposing thought
I am like Argon oil to your face
I reside in the sun rays that tan your skin
I am now that push that burns...
With your limoncello colored dress
Veto away the stress, yes
Let's flesh down in Rio and bless
The chests of the drums
And the mess of...
Calling my name a thousand times
Until I focus
Look in the mirror
Tell me what you notice
Smile
Hide it all
You look fine
Brush your hair...
As the fever grows
I know its ready
Each pierce from the locus
Buffs my emotional audacity
Puffing steady
The sting of each betrayal...