"thundercrash" poems
He's a thundercrash thorncake
Can crush you with a handshake
Juicy as a rare steak
Feeds my dreams
Owns a chartreuse shotgun
Is taller than the noon sun
Has me coming undone
Licks my pain
He's a cyanide thrill ride
A rollercoaster landside
Likes it by the bedside
Fills my ache
I am his and he's mine
Like succotash and sunshine
Exploding like a landmine
Save our souls!
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 11:08 PM UTC