Poems from call-me-max
How could anyone love her?
A single moment in time, her head is tilted back in laughter
Used to disguise the moments later where the tears...
//Colours//
The touch of a lover
The brilliance of colour
Oh, tell me how it feels
To know that she calls...
I cannot wrap my head around your existence.
Not something as delicate as a butterfly’s wing, or overwhelming as the presence of death in...
Maybe the sound I hear isn’t the melodic tone I perceive it to be.
Even angels couldn’t open their lips to evaluate its harmonious wonder....
I turn your words over in my head
Like I slowly turn the pages of an interesting book.
I hold them delicately in my thoughts
As if the word...