What a lovely sight to see
Lovebirds attached by their beaks
Oh how wonderful that must be
Hand in hand by the sea
What a lovely Codependency
Every single breathe shared
Oh why must that be
Ever hour in company
What a lovely hyperbole
Promises not kept
Riddled with misogyny
Awe struck by uncertainty
What a grave discrepancy
Things are not as they appear to be
Birds of a feather
but vultures In reality
YOU ARE READING
A book of poems and short stories
PoesíaPoetry and short monologue about all the beauty I've seen
