Poems from Kaweaver
What if I asked you,
to stay.
What if I asked you,
to be mine.
What if I asked you,
to trust me.
What if I asked you,
to not hurt me.
...
I am from pecan trees
From toys and technology.
I am from the dandelions.
The Ivy that eats trees
Whose thin body I remember
As if it were...
Molding my mind with a heart
You gave me the best start
Your long hair
Your fluffy body
Your kind voice
Oh your kind voice
Sometimes I...