Together make an oxymoron
Apart life is unrelatable.
But when I create this harmonious potion
I feel my self close to overdosing.
Or NAH.
Sitting happily and satisfied alone.
I remember your face(s)
One syllable words are my
FAVORITES.
My heart is easy
But my love ain't cheap.
I come with hidden fees
And will nickel and dime you
And make you miserable
All along the way
(August 2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem