Poems from bcp36912
Do you know how
to put feeling back into me
into the tips of my fingers
the ends of my hair
the heels of my feet?
Do you know how
to put me...
I make wishes upon the stars that are laid out on your skin, the ones that shine almost as bright as those orange iris's, but just not as...
You're sitting on my desk Laughing and joking and talking with those who stand beside the teacher And I would rather be anywhere else...