Looking Back From Summer Hills
Sunday, March 06, 2016
1:53 PM
Praises to the Blue cake,
Which none could hate,
Lets me open your eyes,
You were lost until you knew what red velvet taste like,
And before you met me.
Just another dude named Luke
Who was given a spook,
By a girl named Sophie,
And the secrets they had to share.
Who Would have guessed
Those Dirty Truths
Coming out
At their Perfect First Date.
Its been A Painful week
But That's Complicated Love for you.
But good girls don't fight
They have Movie nights,
With companions who matter.
But lets Forgive and Forget.
Unexpected progress
They were So clueless
To the power they had to bring about
The Destruction of Secrets.
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoetryThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
