My lover is not what I expected him to be. Instead of a chiseled physique, I get a sloth who refuses to release it’s grasp from me. His hair is like bristle of an overused broom. Sometimes I watch him chew on leftovers like a moose. You may ask “why am I with him if… Continue reading Lovers, Perfect/Imperfection
Sorry. This is my first time writing about love. They say practice makes perfect, but I had my heart broken so many times It’s becoming quite annoying. So how can I craft love to perfection or is it even perfect to begin with? Do you really know that spouse you been with for long? Are… Continue reading Writing Faulty Love
This poem came to me while I was looking at my love. I was just staring at him, thinking of the day when we will have a nasty argument. I hope there will be some force within the universe like a marriage that would make me think why I fell in love with him the first place.
I lived in both of these locations so this poem comes from the heart. I hope you enjoy and feel free to comment. I enjoy reading feedback.
