All you need is poetry!
Established 1997.
Already registered? Sign in here
There's something about the night after an empty pillow beside you. / Regardless of how it became, regardless of where you're at. / You find yourself turning into it. / With every breath the smell reminds you of contentment. / Leaving you reaching out. / Restless in the silence. / Only to find yourself… sign in to read more »
| From: | Sioux Falls, USA |
| Member since: | January 15, 2010 |
| Age: | 55 years |
| Published poems: | 1 |