Man on bike: Remember – the surge. the rush. the sudden leap. Holding on tight Watching the split feeling his Freedom While I sit. My Heart yearned after My guts told me that easy style, powerful freedom is all there – for the Taking. the urge. the heat the sudden Knowing. that’s…
Category: Prose/poetry
First Prose/Poem share
I have always wondered… does it count if it doesn’t always rhyme? Next Generation No time. Your turn. Try to help out more. Shriek yell shout Lout. Bitch. How did i end up with you When does time sap ‘i do’? If you spent more time … If you said i love you,…
