Poems from Emmamayspencer
Tricky, self important, incredibly dangerous, and sly
When she graces you with their presence they can make any frown go mad
She chooses...
Sun
Boy-- wait for my cue
I can not take
Inconsequential drops of dew
Like tears that run
Down the face of a boy that claims to be the
Sun...
There is nothing wrong with me.
A smile like a sideways moon crested upon my face, I am
Happy.
What is wrong?
The moon sets on my...