Poems from Maggie M

And my clothes, drenched in perfume Wondering if you can smell it too.   Because of the lipstick on your cheek, I'm too nervous to speak...
I will be forgotten. In not too many years (compared to how old the universe is) I'll probably be dust. I wont have anyone to hold because...
The smell of your cologne sticks to the inside of my nose like cocain. It's my drug, and it's what makes me happy and its what's going to...
You are the graffiti on the walls, the broken glass in the hall.   You are the smoke to my cigarette, the sempiternal pain.   The dew...
My lips ache for yours like a dry dessert craves the water of a downpour. Will my tears ever be dried by the gentle wipe of your hand...