Poems from toastylime

I am a lady, Whose feet are more like fins. While thou art a gent, with antlers and hair on thine chin.   A fortnight ago when I first...
Do you remember our adventures? our dreams and secrets, too? Do you remember our story together? Oh, how I hope you do.   Do you remember...
             There, atop the highest tower              Riddled with ivy so green,              Open is thine window              Unsure...
Learning to swim, Between the tides Bad luck and trouble Escape. A long way down, Silent scream Stiff The perfect ghost.
Balancing on a cobbled walk I go, Eager to reach thine loving gaze so sweet. As my eyes travel upward from below, my heart doth journey...