and oh if only the world could stop spinning long enough for me to tell you how much ill miss your face in the way only someone doing the leaving can
Category: Poetry
If Ever There Was a God
If there ever was a god, she was in the gentle breeze that came in the summer. She was in the flower at the side of the road that stubbornly kept growing. She was in the silky coat of a cat lying in the sun. If there ever was a god, she was the sweat…
Little Soldier Toy
He’ll fall upon his knees, and he’ll say to you- he’ll beg you to stay. He will tell you it can’t be anyone but you, he will tell you that you are the one, he will tell you that you have been chosen. He will tell you the gods are on your side, and you’ll…