Poems from bookgirlforever
Wet hair
Bright eyes
You say
“Because I love you”
And I ask
“Why do you love me?”
You reply
“The pause before you speak, when you breathe...
The mind has this innate need to make something out of something we can't see
Beauty in the rolls of blue and red
Sounds filling our head...
I haven't written in so long. I mean truly written. I lost that part of my self somewhere along the way. Why don't I think up crazy...
Cold consumed me
Like fire
I tried to recall my name
As I shivered
This new world was iridescent
Too bright
My memories floated away...
A small hand grips a larger one. A boy aged five years looks up at his smiling father. The boy's brown eyes hold a question Are you going...