Poems from jocelynndow
Once I asked the Idealist, “What is love?” The Idealist answered, “It’s a powerful force, a feeling of magical nature,deeper than the earth...
A person’s honest hue only appear on the most dire situations,
such genuine pigment are the brightest in tribulations.
In such a trial,...
I find myself within you when you look at me
when our lonely bodies sway in this space
I do not see brokenness
but rather our...