My love that I long for
I wish to be able to describe my boundless love for you
“Cutting Ties,” is a poem I wrote a while back, and in it, lies the flow of…
They promised you the moon 🌙
Something is missing. Something digested, got better. Do you know how will ends after long day? The second cuts two opposite states…
Please don’t ask me about tomorrowIf our love goes on until morningOr if a day will end.
Our love is wetpaint dripping,making rainbowsbetween the clouds.
© Jacqueline Ann 2020
That was not a sneezeIt was the spring breeze passing through —The bright, mellow…
Rough skin