pure happiness
comes from what
exactly?
cold water
on dragon days matching
‘you will be my own undoing'
phrases
hectic work places where
all the pressure put on those shoulders
hold promises that the kinks will be rubbed
out by the end of the day
sappy clichés that run
rampant when I sing in the shower or maybe just
you and me the contours of your body and the smile of
a kiss that you plant on my lips might make this
question
complete .
So. I write poetry. Good, bad, you be the judge.