jerome moore Poems
|204.||Give Her A Little Freaky Freaky She Looks Frustrated||12/21/2012|
|207.||I Took My Drum And Beat It||7/3/2014|
|209.||Walking Walking Walking||8/22/2013|
|210.||Frottage Heavy Petting Mutual Masturbation||11/14/2012|
|211.||Cats Cradle! Cats Cradle||1/22/2013|
I have decided to skip the cold derelict night and stay inside where I am still fairly warm.
Totally digging you tonight! our dates seem to end up running away from us and too soon,
I could chat with you all day long and still feel like I need to dig you more,
You make me happy and I feel we understand each other well and right now at this very moment in my life I feel at peace and everything feels right.
I don't miss you becuase I look foreword to the day I can visit you and feel like no time has passed but feel our relationship strong as ever and still growing like i have ...
Lauren I wander wounded-like, this labyrinth that has cut me with broken bottles,
and I have seen the moon blush which whimpers purple shades around our weathered alter.
Remember that alter I feigned for you?
Though Ive breathed through and swallowed bundles of smoke for you, the signals I feathered and fashioned towards you?
Laying in our gourmet grotto at the brink of a pernicious pool, Indian summer? Me reading to you, readings echoing through the cypress like whipser