Hopeful romantic. Love poem enthusiast.
I crave pretty moments and colorful plates, Flowers and sweets. I crave a disorderly kitchen, The marriage of garlic and onions on a hot skillet.
By Annaise19 days ago in Poets
God, I don’t know anything; Not when, where, or how. You made me a lover And that is a curse. Up and down, Highs and lows,
By Annaise3 months ago in Poets
If I am an ocean, You are the moon Creating waves Within my depths.
By Annaise5 months ago in Poets
The girl in the window Never closes her blinds. Confident she can’t be seen, Or tempting onlookers, She dances in her underwear
I could pack a bag at moment's notice With those run away with me eyes And the corners of your lips Wherein lies the hope I thought I’d lost.
Two strangers reached for a door As the moon smiled shyly, And the sky nearly wept. All because one caught a red light And the other forgot something,
Perfect weather reeks of nostalgia; 72 degrees and reminiscence. On days like these I think about being a kid, And the line between missing my family
By Annaise9 months ago in Poets
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