and bring my madness outside.
To a world where there only you and me.
The sweetness of me caring and you bearing our
next generation.
It now or never until the day
Where I return to this world
and see the morning after tonight.
The lonely wolf missing it moon
is like a princess with no dress
and the princess is like a hungry dog
wishing for it bone.
1 comment:
Oh, I like this!! I love the similes that you used within your poem. It drives the reader to explore the various tools you are using.
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