sweets melt on the tongue
my heart would break free thru the rib cage
but it has nowhere to go
colorful lights outside
kill the night--
i need a song
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
1991-12-28/29
1 Pages:1
Please Rate This Submission:
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- Recent
Comments - Add a
Comment - Send
Feedback Send private anonymous feedback to the author (click here to post a public comment instead).
There are no recent comments - Click here to add a comment to this poem