I thought I'd seen it all. photographs of men and models alike, staring at me with bright eyes and perfect smiles from heights i'll never reach and every day I see what perfection has always been taught to be but that was before yours. on the first day we met, you sat across from me in a… Continue reading smile-yours
- we kissed like the only remaining air was past the barrier of our lips. we sighed into each others soul and felt a pain so sweet it was almost a pleasure to keep breathing...to keep living.
purge me from this beautiful, vulnerable, world. please
Two Cures for Love. I like this poem. Cope is making a joke out of men, but also highlighting a womans ability to becone blind with infatuation. On one side, Cope suggests men are empty, dull, behind their silly jokes and deep eyes. Once you truly know a man, you'll see there isn't much to love?… Continue reading 20 Poems – 2
Ok so you know I visited the Saatchi gallery last weekend. I just so happened to have come across this little box. It is a box of...yep you guessed it...20 Poems! So i've decided that i'll share these poems with you on this blog, one every Monday and Thursday. Hopefully you and I will come… Continue reading 20 Poems
Over the weekend i visited the Tate Modern in London. The exhibitions are the same as when I went a couple of months ago which was dissapointing. But I did take a quick snap of my favourite poem on the wall. I've read it over 10 times, and I am ashamed to say that I… Continue reading Tate