Your love brings me such pain,Yet your beauty’s so tempting, I cannot refrain,Your boisterous gaze, inflicting torment,My…
Hey, I bet you think about me when you hear my favorite artist in the grocery line and the college cafe.
She’s beautiful; my loving sweetheartthe canvas of God, a peerless piece of arta lantern of joy; my light in the darkmy perfect puzzle…
“Over my love for you?” No.When I said I’d go to the moon and back for you, I meant it,Because love isn’t the late autumn leaf that falls…
Solitude is my Paramour.
The Advice I Wish I Had Fourteen Years Ago
This is an unedited, raw, guest post from poet Tiffani Williams.