Poems from words of a starry-eyed poet
I just want to spend more of my life loving.more of it giving.I want to live my life withan outstretched hand,want my treasured memories...
there is writing on my heartin red, red ink& every day I peel justa little more awayI didn’t stop to see what thewords said - noI...
Her beauty is a flowershyly peeking its head above ground,but bursting with color.Hers is thegentle touch of the spring breeze,the placid...
shred the silver from my body.I take my finger tipsand peel the mirrors from my skin.instead of showing onlyreflectionsof others' emotions...
I don't want to hug
people anymore.
their traces are like stains
that I can't wash away,
and I can taste
the insincerity in my mouth ...