Poems from Amyyschu
It's not even midnightYet I've spilled my gutsIn honest confessionsAnd deep late night talks
It's not even midnightBut you know my...
Giving up, she stood on the tracksThough morbidly curious, Shd refused to look backAnd it came.Stronger.Louder.Stronger.Faster.But not as...
I love the rain.
The sound.The smell.The touch.
The tipping,The Tapping, Gentle kisses to the dustTickling the leaves, Rolling sweetly...
I'm sitting hereWhere we used to sit Together.Where you whispered sweetForevers.
I feel you against meI feel your touchBut it's not...
Music courses through your veinsA poetry of love and painA melody to purge the shameOne good heart left to mend anotherBroken both we...