Poems from CallMeFebreze
Our story was short but as you know,
short stories are my favorite.
you're a bad boy, and so different from me.
But if magic is real,...
There's a sweet boy with freckles
who sits right near me
and sometimes I like to imagine
he thinks I'm pretty.
That he sits in his room...
I just want to be
truly free
Why doesn't Lady Liberty
accept me?
I'm one of the huddled masses
you invited me here,
beckoning,...
Lips, tongue, teeth.
Crashing, catching, caressing.
"Yes" you breathe, hot breath
intermingling with mine.
Yes.One word, so many...
I would kill myself.
But your class keeps me alive.
Thank you, Ms. Dietel.