Poems from spizio99
I shouted his name.
I begged for him to return.
I wanted him safe in my arms,
For he was just a little pup
who never became a dog.
I...
I am a shapeshifter,
contorting my appearance to please others,
depending where I am.
As a student,
I must comply to a class schedule,...
I'm not crying because I'm upset with you,
I cry because of our similarity.
We are both
children of Love,
So there's no surprise that
We...
Her shaky delicate hands grasp her cloth purse,
adorned with colorful flowers and beautiful stitching.
She quickly unzips it to take...
Magic is
not for the serious,
the logical,
the critical.
for they'll analyze and hypothosize it too much,
and then the magic
disappears...