I first saw you While I was sitting in the car In a suburban neighborhood After a job Then my boss John Climbed into The passenger seat You were outside A few houses down Playing with Your dog John looked at me With his brows raised He said Damn I didn’t say a thing But… Continue reading Poem: What the Fuck
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With You, I Feel Again
When she's not around, he'll grin at the sight of her loose hairs on his bed; his heart melts when reading her handwritten notes; he reminisces, and maybe a bit too much, but the memories drown him.