Poems from helenaw

I felt it before I saw it. your head was down and so were you, you made an excuse to go outisde and my gaze follwed   through the...
they may stare, call out, sexualize my curves, my hips but I love them and I still wear jeans that hug them and I still walk with my...
fireworks marked our final nights of laying on blankets and listening  to the ocean and the wind   stargazing on widows peaks humid nights...