- By Menstruosity
- Filed under: Poesy, When Grass Decides to Cut You
- Tags: earth, fantasy, green, love, lust, nature, poem, Poesy, poetry, sex, tornado, twister, wind
A poem for a natural love.
My best friend and I used to admire a roommate’s flowers as she taped them to the hallway wall, watching them dry as time goes by..
You ever get inspired by a seasonal allergy or common illness? Yeah. Me neither.
tracing the groove of a plum with my tongue… a poem for a fruit
A little poem about staring into the ocean…
Tag: poetry