Wear his name proudly.
Wear it like the sky wears the sun.
Touch each letter.
Notice the way your teeth hit your lip as you
Sussurate it slow in his ear,
Leaving behind your hot breath.
Joelly. C.s Poet
what goes in must come out!!
You've survived what you thought would destroy you. Now...get the fuck up, dust yourself off, and keep pushing forward...
What I've always wanted
A site for poetry and other stuff
Not a dealer - downsizing and have some spare antiques