I’m a student of art, in every sense of the word
Be My Peace Be my peace. The words rolled from her lips to my ears. “Life is already crazy. Be my peace. My calm before, during, and after the storm.
By J. Jamal4 years ago in Poets
They say all is fair in love and war. So is there really a difference between the two ? One’s a game, and the other is a battle.
Look me in my eyes. Look past the lush, welcoming brown pits that draw you in. Look deeper than that. Can you see the redness? The fire burning behind them, to be successful at this thing called life, in this world called Love?
These “sweet Nothings”? They mean so much more to me than you’ll ever know. I’ll take the blame for that, it’s my responsibility if it doesn’t show.
Whisper some sweet nothings in my ear, she said, much to my amusement. Come on, tell me. Tell me how perfect I am to you.