Right now
I'm guessing
My hand in yours
Your hand grazing my face
Your quirky smile
From across the room
Whispers are floating
To me alone
Laughter
As we drive along
But right now
I'm guessing
Your all abrasive
Like there's something to hide
Just tell me
What you are feeling inside.
But you turn around cold
A winter storm
Now where to I go
To feel warm
-o.a
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Scattered Fragments
PoésieThese are miscellaneous poems I have wrote over the past year. I got praise for a lot of them and even got some published by my school.
