I feel Like I’m fluid, A body uncontrolled. At once I knew it; An undulating flow. Hips that knew to sway And feet that knew to move.
By Corrin Harris3 years ago in Poets
Drifting in a vast expanse, watchful from a far. Your auxiliary countenance, is a prelude to a star. Ultraviolet light radiates,
A traveler in a foreign land; a trickster among foes and kings. One can’t easily reprimand, a tramp in search of peculiar things.
I wondered through the night, In search of a restful mind. Caught in Wisdom’s sight, she asked me, “Who” am I.
My son ate a booger, said tasted like sugar, as I begin to gag on the couch. I must give him credit, he doesn’t know etiquette.
SPOON- I have my tea; I have my spoon. I have my favorite couch, in my favorite room. TEA- You and me are like two leaves of tea;