I have devoted every inch of liking
to stitch myself into the depth
of your unrequited, reckless love.
To be with a soul so tender,
to find the girl
who causes havoc in my bones
so silently yet so loudly,
deserves more than what I could offer.
Could I offer more?
Love, it might not be much,
but please, take all of me and more.
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Roses In The Sun
PoetryA book dedicated to the thoughts that lie beneath the surface of all that I am, all that I will be, and all that I hope to become. A book dedicated to the outcasts, to those who've felt invisible, to those who want to read and fall in love with the...
