Poems from Vanessa Valerie Alily
Dear Mr. John, I see you in the corner a stalking predator that looks more like a prey.
You clutch your fists to refrain what your hands...
Can I tell you a secret?
Come closer so I may whisper it
It goes something like this;
I want to swim in your eyes
I want to tell you, you...
But there is a time when all stands still.
The ticking tocking hands begin to freeze
Her heart, steadily begins to beat
Motion meets defeat...
It was ages ago
But my mind recollects these memories once more
I can still hear the laughter from it's wooden door
The dancing footsteps...