Poems from pineapplepizzas

A Theatre major who makes sense of the world by writing poems
It was long after my bedtime when she received the callThough I had a phone in my room,I didn't pick it up.I knew.I felt it. The next...
He smells like Old Spice and Degree And a hint of something I can’t quite describe He adjusts his glasses and shakes his head When I say...
I am fossilized tree resin I will protect your most delicate parts and preserve them  by holding you close to me and hugging away your...
So you want to know what I find awesome? I think it’s awesome the way he pushes the hair back behind my ear It’s amazing how he offers up...