Poems from victoriarose19
I am green.
The color with many means.
The subtle rage that is yours,
The pure extract from the earth galore.
The ample energy...
Beauty
Simplicity
Bliss
a cheek, the air, a kiss.
Each simple wonder works,
to bring somebody perks.
No wonder power weakens,
and jewels,...
The silent beauty encloses in.
I can only feel the warmth upon my skin,
reaching deep,
deeper
in.
The etching rays dance beyond,
my thick...
I only used one-hundred pages.
They were blank anyway.
I didn't think you 'd miss them,
So I wrote with them today.
Each line...
Oh my,
She used it
All.
Every
last
bit.
the paper!
the lines!
For all he could have writ!