Poem #11
When you arch your back
And call his name
But he isn’t even in the room.
He’s only in your dreams.
Those lines and variations of those lines have been floating around in my head for weeks if not months…
When you arch your back
And call his name
But he isn’t even in the room.
He’s only in your dreams.
Those lines and variations of those lines have been floating around in my head for weeks if not months…
What inspires your words to flow?