Your touch is all I need
You get me through the week
I know I'm just a weed
Through the crack, sprouting
You can be the air I need
Be my sun to help the weed
I may seem annoying
Or unimportant,
But I hold the wishes you seek
YOU ARE READING
Proem book
PoetryUm a person and my friend wanted me to make this so yeah ?? PS these will all be dumb, sappy and hella cheesy
