Wannabe poet
I can hear what's all around, what's up above and underground. Feel the grass between your toes, taste the breeze, watch the river flow and just be.
By Alora Jones 2 days ago in Poets
You swayed there planted under a tree. Boy the way you move is just heavenly. The way I strummed out of key, but you still sang along happily.
By Alora Jones 9 days ago in Poets
A broken connection from the start Wanting something unnatural Living a sort of daydream Nonexistent and forced Shared admiration
By Alora Jones 2 years ago in Poets
