Poems from ISAIAHDCUESTA
I've seen so much bad that good is gold.
You've seen so much good that bad is coal.
I tell you about the good
In which you say,
"But the...
I envy those with wings
The ones who know the beauty of a sunrise
The ones who see the clouds spread out across the sky
Like the sand of...
I wrote about you before I met you.
I wrote about your dark skin and your fustrating hair
I wrote about the way you dance alone before you...
He's sixteen going on thirty,
A boy no longer a boy
Craving sexual stimulation
But a man
Craving intellectual conversation.