I'm the luckiest person alive to have you
you're a shooting star I've somehow caught with my net
you're fireflies in a jar that manage to stay alive for days
as someone wise once said you're...
"cheesecake to a fat man"
you're that random piece of candy I found after halloween
you're a lottery machine that keeps on giving
you're that pony some snobby white privileged kid's parents got for their birthday
you're everything
and I love everything
I don't need anything more than you
YOU ARE READING
A Spark Of Hope
PoetryTHE GESTURE: By George Oppen The question is: how does one hold an apple Who likes apples And how does one handle Filth? The question is How does one hold something In the mind which he intends To grasp and how does the salesman Hold a bauble he int...
