I could write a poem about you Writing poetry for a stranger And me, another stranger Laughing with glee And playfully toying With the innocent joy Of being appreciated And unknown.
I have grown to know More about me, less about Disingenuous Musings I had settled for As truth before I met you.
Defy gravity Crush crimson berries on ice Embrace falling rain And raise an alchemists glass Salutation joie de vie.
I don’t know if you ….Love like I do and if you… Give love, being known – and do… You take up much space in time? Or could you hold space in […]