Poems from elyssa98

He’s fading Ever so slowly In my dreams he is  But a silhouette   Sometimes he has The faintest of color His laugh on a  Dying cassette. He...
You now know the answer  To my most frequent question I never dared to try  Knowing I couldn’t share the information How is it?  Is it dark...
All I need is a firm spine, uncreased by rough hands. I need that aroma of hazelnut, noticeable only when soft fingers leaf through What...