My Unstable Poetry

Alexa

Your smile always brings me joy

Now let's not try to yell for your sake,

but I shall

Alexa, your a red head, with anything but a

gun to my head

Your words sooth me, when my face knocks

back and forth and back and forth you know

I'm enjoying that joke

It's funny, because you said your a joke

A people might think I'm a joke,

Thank God for that one special day where we

argued and then talked about 4 Australian boys

But sometimes I wish we could playfully act

and avoid the outside world

I feel I get locked into another universe with

you

But it still means your my friend