Not a poem. Just something I needed to write and...
No need to comment or rate or read, actually...
You caught me
praying underground...
While some call it writers block,
I call it clogged arteries...
I thought I would try something different and...
"Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde...
Today, I realize
that you are far...
Early morning sighs
of a cricket's mating...
Ideally, the reason to sleep is to gain strength...
Loosen, then shut down the muscles; block out the...
Midnight's in bloom for the first time,
but it's wilting, and I'm...
This time,
I wish not to...
All the poems I wish your lips could feel,
to taste their raw discontent...
Fall,
her whispers growing silent...
You think I dont know it, but amongst
Your greenhouse kisses you scent of something else...