They were red.
They were gorgeous.
They were breath taking.
But they were trapped.
Trapped in this pot.
Trapped in that house.
She was tall and skinny.
She was beautiful.
She was sweet.
But she was trapped.
Trapped in her mind.
Trapped in that house.
YOU ARE READING
Singing For You
RandomWords for you, words for me, words him, words for her. A collection of my poems.
