-
Re: Remembering
He closed his eyes, Waiting. Waiting for the memories, To flood back in. His hand caressing hers. Her eyes green as grass. Her skin always soft, And smelled simple, Like ...
Jun 7, 2011 -
Re: Separate Lives
I really enjoyed this poem, sometimes poems that rhyme are kid-like but this one has strong emotion and i love that.
Jun 7, 2011