Poems from JeHaMa.
You seem to have misplaced me;
I am on this endeavor alone.
And I miss your ocean colored eyes and how the belonged with the
sunset in...
It is now that I understand
that I have underestimated the angst
towards complacency.
Complacency is being finished.
Uninterested.
The...
I have fallen into a pattern of
ticking and tock-ing
for those who simply miss the measurement of time.
My mouth is stained red, but my...
I had always been plagued with the question,
"Does love exist?"
and if so,
"Does it contain limits?"
I felt it should not.
What differs...
By flaring up inside my soul collided with yours to create 'a million stars' and like the paradox itself we created a mess of tangled...