Poems from mmb_321
Start the car. You're running late to work. Driving 5 miles over the speed limit can't hurt, right?
Speed. You said 10 miles over was okay...
darling,
my love for you is incredible.
my soul has travelled far and wide, over oceans and continents, over deserts and tundras to find...
you ask me if I am okay
I tell you I do not know, I do not know, I do not know
but soon you stop asking
and I start realizing
that I do...
Sideways glances and shy smiles turn into tiny conversations and soon turn into running into each other at the small coffee shop on the...
I was born:
With a notebook in my arms,
With words swirling inside of my skull,
With ink flowing through my veins,
With a pen in place of...