Poems from shel
The city smells different
in the rain. Not like my country
not like their desert.
I think I like it, it's just so
foreign.
I feel...
The seaglass shimmers in the sidewalk,
misty icecubes clinking in my glass,
the glimmer of the heavens in your eye,
all resplendence and...
I wanna get up up up,you brought me so far downI'm still feverishly climbingthe ladder of corporation,the purgatory of career,out of the...
My family eyes my plate,
you tell me the things
they've learned not to;
gradually, my friends give
up asking me to lunch.
Most people...
Phosphorescent, a being of light, my love,my thoughts are heavy with you. Heavy likeyour soft eyes, gazing down into mine, glazedwith love...