When it comes to a woman
You are only what she accords you
Framed in her silence,
Only that.
And if you are offended by this
Then you are not madly in crush with her
Fix this first.
When it comes to a woman
You are only what she accords you
Framed in her silence,
Only that.
And if you are offended by this
Then you are not madly in crush with her
Fix this first.
So with lowered head,
I give to you,
My last missive:
The best that I wish for you and me,
Is to be a stranger to one another.
Saw a red Tesla behind me. Followed me for three blocks Then turned left at the traffic light. Two blocks down the street I pulled into my lot. Imagined the red Tesla would appear Any moment, crashing into me head on...
Ignoring me, you let your Beautiful big eyes rest on your screens Fine. Be that way then. I will brush your cheeks As an old memory Breeze into your shining hair, newly highlighted, As a vague question in your mind Rest...
And so here we are
Back again
To you being you
Me being without you
An old poem, dressed in new clothes.
Been two years since that “Thank you” letter. More since your twins. A bit more since I wanted to be in your life. I turn the music on. Your face comes back to me, and I fade away from the music. My ears and...
A: So, tell me. B: It goes like this. See, see, see? The green light came on The “Active” light came on My gypsy came on Rational doesn’t know she is cross with me Reason doesn’t know she is fed...
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