deepundergroundpoetry.com
Shorty
Red stains on my neck,
Hair Tousled.
Chilled breeze running along my bare chest,
On the floor clothes lay rumpled.
..
(Criticism Wanted)
Hair Tousled.
Chilled breeze running along my bare chest,
On the floor clothes lay rumpled.
..
(Criticism Wanted)
Published 26th Jul 2014
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 1
reads 779
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
28th Jul 2014 7:01am
