Poems from dcgarriott
Loving me,
Is like trying to hug a hurricane.
D.C Garriott
He told me, I was beautiful.
More alluring than the night sky.
Then began naming our constellations.
One he named Forever.
The other?
And...
He told me, I was beautiful.
More alluring than the night sky.
Then began naming our constellations.
One he named Forever.
The other?
And...
He touched me once.
Every bone in my body melted.
My figure, puddled around his feet.
I am yet to recover.
D.C Garriott