Writer, Artist, Fur Baby Mama, Food Enthusiast, Influencer, and Lover.
Gooey marshmallows covered in chocolate; graham crackers crumbling now in my hands, crackles of fireflies sparks off the logs
By Adrien Malicdem5 years ago in Poets
Thy high school life ‘twas not normal at all. Thy complex mind went over simple dread. Imagination ran very wild, As a teenager, none ‘twas ever said
I, standing on the deck Gazing upon the young maiden at the rail of the bow. Her blackened brown hair whipping all around her.
Falling from the violet sky, Falling into an indigo abyss, Tumbling and no one is stopping this. Audience watching this cruel ride
Lady in Violet, Standing, Staring -- Locked in a silent trance. Wondering, Pondering, Who will make the first move?
Red, full of adventure, lust -- rage. Purple, maternal instinct, voice of reason based on rational thought. Teal, resonate soul, protective in heart and mind.
There on the stove, sits a Black Shiny Mug. A Black Matte Kettle starts to burn nearby It is weathered Beaten with daily use
Who is she The one with dark hair Wild Crazed The one that laughs without care Who could it be
