Poems about Animals
Love, what is love ?
Is it a person?
Is it a place?
Is it a thing ?
Can love be measured?
as i drill them cheeks
pumping to the beat
of every moan you shreak
and i send a fleet
of little me's
A anomaly, mystery, a enigma is how those around me would describe me an individual that has few words to say but countless stories to te
A bald baby.
Golden locks, auburn in the sun.
Scissor blades on animal fur.
A bald baby.
Golden locks, auburn in the sun.
Scissor blades on animal fur.