Poems from tomboy
Forgotten is different
moving forward is a mirror
of moving on
see the sun set
even as the dust settles
our history ends
no comet or...
what is the sequence of love?
a step by step
do feelings follow fingers?
and ideas follow eyes?
does the "L" word tempt the tongue
before...
Is it enough, God?
To be bought at a price
I can't comprehend
And I don't know why
Is it enough, God?
When I can't meet my own eyes
And...
pleading for Your understanding
forgotten is Your control
swinging punches at waves and wind
like the strength I don't have
will come
why...
a strange moment
things altered
and I drowned
unable to merge feelings
seeking to be the rock
for one I never claimed
offering myself...