it's hard to feel something
can you please touch me, feel my skin
against yours, but it might be a sin
although i care not, i would rather sing
many matters materialize so
prepare for popular platters
served succinctly and sensually, splattered
unfortunately across the plains that under lights glow
hills and spills affect performance and see?
i haven't the faintest clue where to start
YOU ARE READING
sprinkle in the woods (poetry #6)
Poetry"and it rains and rains and rains and rains for five more years and it's cloudy for ten once they leave, i'll be sunkissed i'll be the rock in the light illuminated simply by your presence my fallen star, you've finally met me and it's so lovely lov...
