love poem (Remove filter)
SIGNATURE
I can hear the traffic in the distance
And some far away clock
Swoosh goes the early cars out to work
Phone vibrations drown out tick tock tick tock
He is not here with me ..the sofa feels
Spacious and empty
Oh does his hard labour resent me
He would rather be laid here with me
I'd rather he stayed here with me
His face lights up when he sees me
Tru...
Wednesday 4th August 2021 3:19 pm
Recent Comments
Dewi Runtuwene on Fades
40 minutes ago
Red Brick Keshner on a dance between skies
2 hours ago
Hélène on a dance between skies
9 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Wishes Come True
19 hours ago
Yanma Hidayah on “I Don’t Believe in My Wings”
21 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Stopping the Cuts
1 day ago
Stephen Gospage on According to the poet
1 day ago
Tom Doolan on Wishes Come True
1 day ago
David RL Moore on The nutritional value of a bullet
1 day ago
David RL Moore on According to the poet
1 day ago