Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2010
Your rhinestone eyes are like factories far away.
and I chase them deep into our red sky.
the hunt will change me and twist me like I was made of clay.
because your love's like rhinestones falling from the sky.
they fall in my hands and silence my cry.
more...
more...
I want more, is what i pray.
Written by
Radwan
815
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems