Predictable Sy is predictable :)
I crave her caress. Desire her love.
Feel it needs more but im poorly so to hell with it
My knees are the colours of plums and queen olives. Not a serious poem, dinnae fash yersel's
Trying to employ a little Tennyson.
Very important life lessons
I am sober, and that’s okay.
Take me to the wild, and let me be free. Let me explore, the land, the coast, the sea.
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My scars are like the stars. Too many to count.
You may not know Milo, but I do
Some call them poems, but for me, they are all, self portraits.
Quick one that had to be done twice on account of terrible internet. Grrrr