Category Archives: Poetry
Your bum My bum His bum Her bum Their bums Some bums Many bums Any bums Smart bums Dumb bums Old bums Young bums Dirty bums Clean bums Large bums Small bums Fast bums Slow bums Wary bums Smelly bums … Continue reading
Well first, I love his company. I look forward To seeing him anon. I am enriched By spending time with him. And when confused, I wonder what he’d say. When happy, With him I share my joy. When he’s in … Continue reading
Love, in a way… Yes, I suppose you could say; I’m not sure I know In a definitive way What love is, really. Is it Love? — In a way… Well, it’s not that I’m dreaming You’ll take me … Continue reading
That moment The moment that affects all others That choosing of a different shade of life. The hair, a filament, That splits before and after. The root Of hesitation.