Poetry diary 2015-07-23: Distilled
Distilled The perfect relationship, Best friends who want to jump each other’s bones. Fit together like a zip A cute picture as the background of their phones But I’m missing…
Poetry diary 2015-07-22: Insurance
Insurance Well you looked at me, and smiled. Oh, and my hand stroke against yours, so you reached. But you don't give me insurance, you don't give me a solid…