Poems from Ashley Browning
As I lie in bed
Ideas still awake in my head
He silently slithered through the crack in my door
His eyes admitting his troubles and horrors...
Where I’m from, people don’t call you by your first name.
They call you slim, shorty, mamã, baby, girl it’s all the same.
The women set you...
Love is over-rated
I mean think about it
The dictionary partly defines it as
“The attraction based on sexual desire,”
So you see something...
She has no understanding of her needs
She takes pride in the sensitivities of others
The Libra
She has planted these roots in my life
So I...
I need a hug
‘Cause that to me is a heart to heart connection,
To me is a true public display of affection.
I need a hug,
A real hug,
One...