Poems from moogismaximus
You’re a mirage, my love.
I can’t tell you and the sky apart.
Is this some trick of the light? The eyes, mind, or heart?
Or are you a...
You’re a soft bed of grass,
Sans the bugs, briers, and burrs
That have plagued me before.
You are secluded from the cityscape,
But not...
The talk down.
The walk down the stairs.
Smooth words flow from my choking throat.
Words of hope cut the rope.
Or so it goes.
Patch up a...