Poems from Poetryforbreakfast
I see the mug and I want what's in it
I've been staring ALL DAY at this mug
And now I'm looking at the bottom of it
Warm to the touch
Now...
Something borrowed, something blue
Once betrothed, forever accused
I know you, but you know me too
One and only, sacred heart
Chosen...
Laying in a carousel
Spinning until I say when
No one minds a spell they've chosen over and over again
She can't tell if she loves you or...
When the hangman gets his way and he tells you not to pray
That there's nothing left to say
Guilty, guilty
Those words take place of your...