Here I'm going to post my poetry in here every day get used to it motherfucker.
Oh generous sea, giving birth to me
Sending quakes through the knees, as do honeybees
When eyes, black and sharp, become now a part
Of the vision I see in the swings,
Then eyes blown apart by childlike hearts
Come to slip on the rings of my kings
Sending quakes through the knees, as do honeybees
When eyes, black and sharp, become now a part
Of the vision I see in the swings,
Then eyes blown apart by childlike hearts
Come to slip on the rings of my kings