"stowin" poems
I'm new to this, nowhere goin,
I open my mouth but words ain't flowing,
At the girl that needs to know
I love her so, and can't let go.
To the poems, where I'm goin,
Wherever you're goin, I'll be stowin
Away in your suitcase in all of your clothes
Tucked really deep, so noone knows
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 12:38 PM UTC