Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2016
My bottom blossoms
When I sit atop the
Bed and fine red lines
Run down its sides.
If this is the marking
Of a budding woman,
Then let me proudly
Display my vines.
Written by
Nora  MA -> LA
(MA -> LA)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems