I'm begging the trees
To fall down
I'm begging the dragon in the sky
To reveal itself
Yellow roses with
Red tips
Twenty dollar tips
And you still have me by the tips
Of your fingers.
I'm begging you
To hold me
I'm begging the trees
To keep me on my feet
YOU ARE READING
poetic
Poesíaim not very good at poetry, but my goal is to write it until I am. and then after im good at it ill write more poetry because then I'll enjoy doing it
