He is

He is

He is poetry in ecstatic motion under my careful watch i am observant of his sway as he saunters around the kitchen as if it were a dancefloor his motions are effortless always graceful he is truly a sight to...
The Rose

The Rose

Similar to the rose She was delicate and sweet With protective thorns that Surrounded her beauty No matter how much she grew Her petals would wilt and fall Her stem slowly decaying over time Desperately wanting to believe that she Deserved the best this life had to...