If your face is the brilliant sun and I am the earth rotating around it, Would you still want me? And If your heart was a ball of volcanoes and I was an orange tornado, would you still want me in the way that I want you when I am just the rain falling on… Continue reading You and Me
Category: Poems
Know
They did not know, and they did not care to know.
Books on books and they didn’t see the need to grow
or feed their souls from starvation
Cheekbone
Am starving for worship! I want to be worshipped. I am crying because I love you but you love another, you don’t seem to bother about the attention I throw at you, instead you prefer someone else’s cruel treatment and lies they feed you.