Like the ocean waves .
Like the changing weather.
Where your eyes so endlessly blue.
Like a toxic drug they dragged me in and I got lost in your eyes for they where blue.
Like the sapphires shimmering in the dark.
Like the sky on a clear spring day.
JE LEEST
In the mind of an airhead
PoëzieIn a world where no one truly belongs I'm here by my desk writhing shitty poetry in the middle of the night because of you. A cluttered mind like mine must create cluttered poetry. I'm just trying to put my feelings into letters. Short notes and lo...
