Poems from Stigo
Longing my kempt romance was the
heavens of silverish drops.
Just like the snowy, as the weather
cools my brownish skin.
But...
Courage is a best friend
When everything walks away.
Courage said:
you can still make things work
when your mind keeps holding...
Like slimy water falls to the sole of
my feet's cave,
when felt wet like early down dew,
her lip shines,
though did not use the...
Do you wish to die unduly?
How do you feel of thinking death,
not only thinking death, but the
scratches, scrunches, the crinkles ...
I'm tired, reading graphics, fairytales,
listening to songs of profanity
whiles the bible keeps much for my
liberty
but the...