My first love, thank you for everything

"How is your arm-" was all I heard, the rest was echo of the words, like shadows are to men and birds.

When the candles are too much of a memory, what happens when the first one is lit?

Quiet hearts come together in nature

오피투데이「신논현오피」신논현건마〖OPtoday7〗점보 신논현풀싸롱 신논현휴게텔Oct,04 2019신논현포인트게임 신논현안마 오피투데이「신논현오피」신논현건마〖OPtoday7〗점보 신논현풀싸롱 신논현휴게텔Oct,04 2019신논현포인트게임 신논현안마 오피투데이「신논현오피」신논현건마〖OPtoday7〗점보 신논현풀싸롱 신논현휴게텔Oct,04 2019신논현포인트게임 신논현안마

a villanelle on the power of imagination

Déni, amour, etc...

A favorite autumn moment in riverside park. With the sights, sounds, and feelings of that loving experience. With those impressions so ingrained in mind, that a poem was needed to memorialize the day. I just hope that this poor offering might paint half of that picture. And as always I thank everyone for the kind gift of their time, and for any thoughts shared.

Je t'aime, moi tout cru

If you are feeling trapped with someone

A poem I written for my creative class in college I took 2 years ago. Darkness and Light is one of my fave concepts ever...anyways, she was so accustom to darkness, but she needed light...

A fill in blank poem that was created in high school. Template is from the book call Night by Elie Wiesel.

Weakened hearts can accept the sweetest lies.

I am new to the dating scene, and I am juggling conversations between potential partners.

신논현오피〔optoday7〕오피투데이 19-09-04신논현오피 신논현풀싸롱 신논현건마 신논현키스방 신논현스파 신논현안마 신논현오피〔optoday7〕오피투데이 19-09-04신논현오피 신논현풀싸롱 신논현건마 신논현키스방 신논현스파 신논현안마 신논현오피〔optoday7〕오피투데이 19-09-04신논현오피 신논현풀싸롱 신논현건마 신논현키스방 신논현스파 신논현안마

Star gazing between two separated people

Ever had a moment in life that struck you so profoundly, it birthed a poem. One that left you shocked to know something deep about yourself, an insight or flaw of character you hadn't realized you had. A moment when you suddenly feel that you truly understand a misstep. I hope for any readers that share a similar epiphany, it comes soon enough to save you from such a Loss.

The true face of passion

On these empty skies, my hands on his eyes.

Hey guys. Sorry it's been awhile since I have posted. I have been busy. Here's something small I wrote, something about a heart basically. I hope you like it! Please review! :)

This is my first time publishing a poem here! I wrote this mostly in English but added in a bit of Italian. I'm Italian, so I felt it would make the poem feel more personal, I guess. Please give me feedback, I'm always looking to improve my writing.

When one is so naive that they become a treasure, and the thief disarming them.

For the boy under the cracked sky.

i'm falling and falling, my life turned to strive, i'm falling and falling, my love please save me

A poem about sexuality and coming out as bisexual. There's no explicit content (meaning I probably could have rated this K)