Poems from thefrog
I found God in a lover
She spoke to me today in
breaking voices and calloused hands.
Heaven sent freckles dance on my shoulders.
We watched...
You are not the love interest.
You will never be seen under flourescent lights at a party,
making others melt into the floor.
Nor will you...
She dug her seashell pink nails into my back
Angry red and charcoal black
My Angel's got a temper,
seeing red when I dare speak to somebody...
She came to visit me last night,
lips cracked, knuckles bleeding.
She's off again, trembling with want.
She's come to light a fire, come to...