More venting,less poetry...

You put twee vingers in.
that's dutch, for two fingers...

'Tween silver moons, an essence lays
to mend each broken heart...

I scroll through paulo coehlo's tweets
before bed, his peace dazzles me...

Sometimes I cry alone
because I am so far away...

Its been a while..
The last time we spoke...

You look at me
like I have something...

I whispered a lullaby
to the midnight breeze...

I'm going to have a daughter one day,
she's going to be dark, with big hair. she'll have...

Yes,
I look tough...

I have wrapped you so dearly
around my heart...

I never thought
your body would be...