Poems from toastylime
I am a lady,
Whose feet are
more like fins.
While thou art a gent,
with antlers
and hair on thine chin.
A fortnight ago
when I first...
Do you remember
our adventures?
our dreams and secrets, too?
Do you remember
our story together?
Oh, how I hope you do.
Do you remember...
There, atop the highest tower
Riddled with ivy so green,
Open is thine window
Unsure...
Learning to swim,
Between the tides
Bad luck and trouble
Escape.
A long way down,
Silent scream
Stiff
The perfect ghost.
Balancing on a cobbled walk I go,
Eager to reach thine loving gaze so sweet.
As my eyes travel upward from below,
my heart doth journey...