Poems from aje1084
How come they don’t see it.
The way I do, not the legs walking moving,
The body slinking, shaking,
The lips red as wine, parting, moving...
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Wake up,
To the sun shining through the slatted blinds,
Casting those golden rays that turn your four walled coffin into the
Crisp, warm...
Pink blankets and balloons, congratulations it’s a girl.
Everywhere frills and lace laying beautifully and delicately.
Barbies, dolls,...
If the mind were a box, it would be vast, yet dark.
The lid would be closed but somehow the thoughts would enter
And enter they would...