Love is not a circus.Still, I watched her perform.I watched her spin around in circlesAnd pretend to fall.I watched her paint her face redAnd smear…
Poet & Storyteller
Love is not a circus.Still, I watched her perform.I watched her spin around in circlesAnd pretend to fall.I watched her paint her face redAnd smear…
Love’s a rose, isn’t it?Don’t believe me?Give it time. After a few hot days,give it a cold night.The petals start to droop,the edges curl round,the…